The earth is in motion and growth.  The mountains, hills and prairies are green and pleasant…If we are not happy at this season, for what other season shall we wait and for what other time shall we look?”  ~Abdu’l Baha

We are just back from Italy to attend my son’s wedding.  It was a glorious event and time with the spring season in northern Italy in full bloom.  We returned to Lyle, Washington to rain, but also a clear change in the landscape.  No more winter browns, the first wild blooms, ants in our kitchen, and the garden asking to be tilled and planted.

We put in early spring vegetables as to limit the supplemental watering needed.  Strawberries, leaf lettuce, peas, rhubarb, and a sprinkling of Italian-cooking herbs.

Spring is a great time to think and act upon land stewardship.  What to do with the piles of snow-produced branches on the ground?  What new exotic plant will rear its head needing immediate removal?  What new birds will appear and what old avian friends will return and in what numbers?  Will we have an acorn crop?  Does our ephemeral creek bank need some erosion preventing patch work?  Is this the year we finally plant poppies?

The new year doesn’t begin for us on January 1, but rather on March 21, somewhere in the vicinity of late March, early April.  Our last frost is officially April 15, but we roll the dice as when to plant the first seeds.  Our most widespread wildflower is the buttercup.  It will show up soon and when it does, blossoms roll out their yellow carpet as far as our eyes can see.

The white oak trees hold out sharing their blooms and leaves until the end of spring.  Their thick umbrella canopy will close up the expansive views; secret nooks and crannies hiding nests, dens, and the native inhabitants will be safer from marauders.  Then, the miracle of spring will be apparent as chicks, pups, kits, fawns, and a world of six-legged insects all make their way into the world.

The outdoors beckons and we hope to walk daily, exploring both old and new paths.  We plan to work with shovel and hoe in hand hopefully making a light and beneficial touch upon the land. ~