So today, I will be in the yarden (yard+garden)...getting to my list....maybe load up the Outback with soil conditioner (and be specific about amounts), check out what is available at the local nursery (not big box....I like to support locals) and play in the dirt.
I leave you with this:
by Christine Klocek-Lim
This morning, flowers cracked open
the earth’s brown shell. Spring
leaves spilled everywhere
though winter’s stern hand
could come down again at any moment
to break the delicate yolk
of a new bloom.
The crocus don’t see this as they chatter
beneath a cheerful petal of spring sky.
They ignore the air’s brisk arm
as they peer at their fresh stems, step
on the leftover fragments
of old leaves.
When the night wind twists them to pieces,
they will die like this: laughing,
tossing their brilliant heads
in the bitter air.