This
spring is very odd. In normal springs we hope and pray for a good rain and
rejoice when one arrives. This May the sound of thunder and flashes of
lightening have become so routine that we scarcely notice them. Instead of
rejoicing in rain we celebrate the now rare sunny day.
Outdoors is a sea of green.
Flowers bloom exuberantly and the yard always needs mowing. Dennis finds the
garden soil almost too wet to cultivate for the planting of summer vegetables.
Yesterday he used his dad’s old hand tiller to prepare a bed for Tiger’s Eye
beans, but it was rough going.
This year also is oddly
accelerated. We’ve already enjoyed a fresh gooseberry pie, a full month before
the berries traditionally are harvested. The June-bearing strawberries have already ripened and I noticed yesterday that some of the
garlic’s lower leaves have turned yellow and are drooping. That’s a sign the
plants are in the early stages of maturity, at least a month before normal.
I really became alarmed
about these irregularities this morning when I noticed a yellow maple leaf on a
sidewalk in town.
Surely the trees aren’t
going to turn this early! That would really throw a monkey wrench in our peace
of mind. If we can’t depend on the seasons we will be lost.
Copyright 2015 by Shirley Domer
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