2008: First Hummingbird
May. 9th, 2008 01:11 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gerisullivanEarlier this week, I hung the hummingbird feeder in its usual spot directly outside my office window. It's about two arm lengths from where I sit. A few seconds before I started this post, I heard and saw the first hummingbird of the season.
Hey, at least I was ahead of the hummers this year. Some years, I only do it after I hear them buzzing around, looking, looking.
In other signs of spring, the first dandelion poked its head up through the concrete just outside my door. That was a couple of weeks ago, actually. A day later, I counted 52 dandelions on the hillside. Then there were hundreds and more. This week, they were joined and outnumbered by the violets. So pretty. It's a shame it's time to mow. I know from past experience that the job only gets harder. Not physically harder, well, okay, a bit. Mostly it's harder because the hillside quickly reverts to meadow and that's just too pretty to mow. I don't know exactly why I still do. Appearances and perceived resale value...and the sense that if I let it go that I'll eventually have to pay someone to reclaim the lawn since the job will quickly grow beyond me.
I've been utterly hammered with design and related projects this week. Overall, that's good, much though I would like a bit more flexibility it my schedule to get other things done, too. Or even to get all of the projects themselves done.
In five more days, I'll celebrate my 4th anniversary here. Time's passing quickly -- it seems more like two years than four.
Hey, at least I was ahead of the hummers this year. Some years, I only do it after I hear them buzzing around, looking, looking.
In other signs of spring, the first dandelion poked its head up through the concrete just outside my door. That was a couple of weeks ago, actually. A day later, I counted 52 dandelions on the hillside. Then there were hundreds and more. This week, they were joined and outnumbered by the violets. So pretty. It's a shame it's time to mow. I know from past experience that the job only gets harder. Not physically harder, well, okay, a bit. Mostly it's harder because the hillside quickly reverts to meadow and that's just too pretty to mow. I don't know exactly why I still do. Appearances and perceived resale value...and the sense that if I let it go that I'll eventually have to pay someone to reclaim the lawn since the job will quickly grow beyond me.
I've been utterly hammered with design and related projects this week. Overall, that's good, much though I would like a bit more flexibility it my schedule to get other things done, too. Or even to get all of the projects themselves done.
In five more days, I'll celebrate my 4th anniversary here. Time's passing quickly -- it seems more like two years than four.
