The larger area on the other side of the bridge remains to see to, and a little squib at the U end of the pond, but we’re doing well. I didn’t recognize Grant this year: I kept wondering where we had gotten a medium sized tricolor. But that’s our baby from last year. He’s a monster! I don’t know how they grow during the winter, with no food: they must store an immense fatty layer and use sit all winter in a sort of fat to bone and muscle transaction I wish people could do!
The water is crystal clear, the fish have begun to eat…and we got the pond netting half renewed.
by CJ | Apr 9, 2014 | Journal | 4 comments
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The last of my snow melted day before yesterday, and the crocus are blooming. Meanwhile, at Mama’s house, roses are blooming.
Here on the north side of Boston, the final snow from the big plow heaps went last week… But not so for my Mom an hour away in New Hampshire or a friend in northern Maine despite both being near the coast.
We are in full crocus and snow drop phase and this morning two daffodils by the south facing brick chimney opened… And one tulip also in said bed. I find myself walking the garden morning and evening just to gaze hopefully on them and the many other green sprouts. A long, snowy (and nice) winter… but oh,I am glad it’s spring!
Maybe it wasn’t the neighbor-kittehs eating his vanished sibs? 😉
lol!