Today was the first time this year Howie and I had breakfast together on the patio. The morning was chilly enough in the shade I wore my sweatpants and donned a fleece jacket, but I soon changed into shorts and ditched the extra layer. There’s a strong breeze this morning and the beautiful windchime Rebecca gave me is playing all kinds of melodies.
It’s not a good recording, but I have a short soundclip of them for you. Early some morning, before the crew fires up the heavy equipment, I’ll have to record the chimes and the waterfall so you can hear what we listen to through our bedroom window at night.
The outside construction’s in full swing at the nearby school now that the weather’s good, and the rumble of machinery is punctuated periodically with a loud BOOMS, presumably as stuff is dropped into an empty dump truck bed. Those booms are very loud, like claps of thunder, and Sarah’s in thunderstorm Velcro-Dog mode.
The lily of the valley is starting to bloom and the last of our hostas are poking up through the dense carpet of ssweet woodruff. The ferns are also sending up fresh green fronds. I love how green everything is in the spring, effortless on my part. Summer brings with it the chore of watering the gardens in the heat, so spring is kind of a freebie as a gardener and I enjoy it!
The fish have gotten more active now that warmer weather is here. They especially like hanging around the waterfall at the end of the pond. Our yellow iris roots have gone crazy and spread out beyond the confines of their pot in the pond, but I leave them that way since the fish like the swim around in them. They also make a good spot for the fish to lay eggs, which I think they may already have done.
So what does this have to do about balloons?
You thought I’d forgotten about those, didn’t you?
As Howie was getting his bike out of the shed and getting ready to ride to work, I noticed unfamiliar movement by the back corner of our house. This was Howie’s last glimpse of me as he left for work:
Balloons! Three huge balloons, two black and one hot pink, anchored by a foil-wrapped weight and pink ribbons. When I saw this, I called out, “Hey, Howie! God sent me balloons today!”. I prefer to think of it as a funny surprise from God. I wonder what the occasion is.