Spring is full-on, completely changing the surrounding forest from it's winter barren appearance presenting additional green each day during our morning walk.
Since buying our curent home seven years ago we've, one project at a time, made it from what we purchased into what we envisioned when we purchased it. We knew this house had "good bones" for us and needed only some "renovations" to get it to our vision.
Walking the fields and woods nearly every morning this winter I'd grown accustomed to the dull brown and grey leafless winter landscape. This past week I witnessed a sudden change in the color pallet nature is "painting" with.
The last week was full of preparation for the outdoors, spring and another summer. The yard equipment is all ready now -- inspections, repairs, changing oil/filters, cleaning air filters, greasing spindles and sharping blades. I'll admit there's pleasure for me in preforming these tasks and more than a small amount of satisfaction in when they're done. It also connects me to my father.