At the end of the day in the season of Spring you should smell like dirt…..and I do!

The beautiful season of spring has arrived in Georgia and with it comes the pansy, the peach and cherry blossom, iris, the daffodils, tulips and the hydrangea.  Winter has been cold and in many parts of America snow has thickly blanketed the landscape for many months on end.  For me, after the bitter blast of winter, spring signals the country survived the arctic blast……but perhaps only just this year.

I love this time of year in Georgia.  After months of cold and damp it is almost as though the whole world is coming back to life.   The birds, squirrels and chipmunks (yes, I have managed to attract the shy and elusive little chipmunks into my garden) are returning,  the birds are nesting (a beautiful red breasted robin has built a nest under the eave of the porch) and the bulbs I planted one spring ago are showing themselves in full splendor.  Dandelions have sprung up everywhere in the lawn too but for some reason I don’t mind them.  I like the shot of color they give my still frost burnt brown lawn.

The days are longer now, it is light and bright and warm and the appearance of sunshine seems to have made people a little happier.  Oh, and my shoes are off which is absolute bliss!

The last three days have been very happily spend outdoors in the garden.  I have been pruning, weeding, deadheading, digging, planting and mulching.  And quite frankly, nothing has made me happier.

The Red Robin nest just near the front door……
Sweet but shy little chipmunk……
Peach blossom…..
As Autumn begins in Australia, I will be enjoying lovely spring in the south because as Winnie the Pooh said, “Sometimes the smallest things take up the most space in your heart”….  xx

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