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Sunday, March 27, 2011

It has been hard for me to get into my springtime groove



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Other than when I was shoveling snow, so far this year I have only had a few days when I did my self-imposed daily minimum of two hours of outside work. The biggest reason for this is my overpowering congenital laziness, but wearing the hats of husband, father, and grandfather also have kept me busy.

For the most part, the months of November, December, January, February, March, and April are months without flowers in northern Illinois.; six very depressing, cold, dreary months. It is a wonder that anyone remains sane. I’d have to say that the perfect mix of seasons for me would be in eastern Tennessee. It would be poetic for me to finish my days in the area where my parents started theirs. It would be nice to get an extra month or two of growing season... and to get away from these gosh darned Illinois taxes.

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6 comments:

Ruth said...

Did you see that Catipiller (I'm spelling that wrong and to lazy to go check it sorry) is considering moving out of state?

I finally sat down to order some tree's for landscaping projects this spring, and a whole BUNCh of berry plants for the garden (along with some Jalapeno peppers for the husband).

The rest of the landscaping we want to do will likely have to wait till next year as my husband is union (he doesn't WANT to be, but to do the job he does he as to be....) and their contract comes up for renewal in August....and the current climate makes it less likely they'll reach an agreement, so we're starting to set aside a little extra now just in case.

James A. Zachary Jr. said...

Our Governor laughed it off and said Cat has too good a deal here in Illinois. I don't think Cat is bluffing. Illinois will get serious and try to cut them a special tax deal at the last minute.

Yep, I hear ya; landscaping can be quite a load on a budget. I only do a little every year...

THE FISHING MUSICIAN said...

We had a norther blow in this morning. It's about 58 now. It was a great spring day, and we spent it shooting guns and fishing at a friend's ranch.

I know you're probably snowed in Zach, but we got so chilly today that we had to put on jackets! We're in a drought right now, with no end in sight. So it's not all roses down here...

I'm your brother when it comes to congenital laziness.

James A. Zachary Jr. said...

LOL I've seen your credentials... your idea of laziness and mine are worlds apart. I could write volumes on laziness... if I just wasn't so darn lazy ;)

Arthur B. Burnett said...

Greetings from Texas,
Helene and I don't dare drag our feet on stuff like gardening. The grandkids show up chomping at the bit, and if we don't get out there with them they will "garden" on their own.

As long as it takes to plant and weed with their help, it takes twice as long to repair wreakage when they do it without us.

They are good hearted and eager, but still learning the tricks of the trade, bless 'em.

Helene Burnett said...

Those kiddoes do have enthusiasm, don't they? I remember those dreary Wisconsin winters, and the attendant cabin fever. Down here I have to hide from the heat, while Art soaks it in, and revels.

In Central Texas we can garden just about all year except for August and part of September when everything dries to a crisp, and the tomato plants seem to die, but are only dormant.
Bluebonnets are late this year, but promise beauty none the less.