It's supposed to be in the 70's today, can you believe that? March the 6th and we are having May temperatures. Since I am "from" here, that's what we say in the south if we feel akin to our location, I know all that can change in a heartbeat. Springtime in the Ozarks is long, not as long as winter but long. We have a few nice days and then a string of cool, rainy, gray days that feel like you are never getting to summer. Summer's my favorite, it's the season I dream about, plan for and revel in once it's finally here. It has all the things I love wrapped up in one pretty package.
We've got lots of projects planned, adding mulch to all the flowerbeds, maybe changing up some of the problem areas that wash, adding steps down the west side of the house, planting deer proof flowers... OK, that one will be hard!
After nearly 7 years on his mountain top we know what will grow in this rocky dirt and what won't. Mother Nature dictates the landscape and she likes ferns and vines and trees. Deep shade, but most winter's we lose a few limbs to ice so the sun peeks through a little here and there.
I'm debating what colors to do around the decks, every year I think I'd love all white and then I go to the garden centers and buy every color they have. I'm like that in a candy store too, I get a sack of everything!
The best part of summer is the lake and how good it feels to get out in the boat. From the time I can remember the lake was always my favorite activity each summer. We'd leave early and come back late with fish to clean. We'd pick up coneys on the way home at Casper's, eat and I'd fall asleep listening to Cardinals' baseball on Dad's old radio. Delicious memories.
It's that lazy do-nothing feeling I love, a whole afternoon of fun ahead of you. Nothing but blue skies and water and maybe a big glass of tea...