Spring at the Cabin

I'm afraid that I haven't been very consistant with my writing these past few weeks. Spring has finally come to the mountains and we have been so busy getting ready for the coming season. The lawncare aspect of honey's business is getting ready to kick into full gear and there is still some fine-tuning that we are still doing to get him and the equipment ready. The trees are all leafing out and the grass is beginning to grow like crazy right now. It is SO beautiful! We had our first spring rain yesterday (one that didn't consist of ice & snow) and the smell was terrific! It's like all the senses come alive at this point and it's almost too much to take in at one time. It's hard to believe that just a month ago the trees were all bare and we were buried under 2 foot of snow.
Now that the mountain man is about on track, my attention is turning to gardening. I guess I've got a farmer's heart ... I get excited about planting the seeds and the wonderful harvest that follows a season of hard work. Already I'm looking forward to canning the vegtables and filling the cabnets. I've discovered that for me, planting seeds is an exercise in hope. And I've got a room full of hope downstairs ready to go in the ground!
With that in mind, I'd better go chase down honey and get him to till up the gardens before he gets busy somewhere else.

Enjoy the beauty that God has surrounded you with, and may the Lord bless you.

Let It Snow

My honey just left for work. It's 3:30AM and the snow has stopped coming down. This last little storm dropped around 4 inches, give or take, and it's time to plow the driveways. Around here, snowplowing is just part of the property maintenance business in the winter. He has about 40 or so driveways, and it takes him about 12 hours to plow all of them in a little storm like this one. It's taken me years to get used to all the snow here. I still don't like it ... but it helps pay the bills. So, to console myself, I wander down to the mud room where I have recently seeded some herbs & flowers. It perks me up to stand next to the trays of tiny seedlings and plan for the spring ahead. In some ways I feel like I'm planting 'hope'. Hope for a deck full of beautiful flowers & herbs, and wonderful treats from the kitchen when the herbs are harvested and used. A good season will provide us with about two years of dried herbs. Fresh is better, but even dried, they have much more flavor than the ones I used to spend of fortune for in the grocery store. So, let it snow. I'll be in the mud room impatiently waiting with my tiny plants for warm weather & sunshine.
May the Lord bless you.