I realize it’s still February but I’ve got a wicked case of spring fever. I enjoy all the seasons for what they offer but this winter has seemed unusually long to me.
I cannot imagine what it would have been like if we still lived in the old farmhouse. I probably would have burned the place down trying to stay warm by placing our outdoor fire pit in the living room. That place was as cold as a grave.
I took a stroll through my backyard today and found these.
Hurray! Spring is on the way! We moved into this house last summer so we’re not even sure what flora our yard contains. Mr. Cooper and I explored the back yard and it would appear that we’ve got plenty of lovely things to anticipate.
Hey, wake up! Winter is almost over.
This is our guitar playing frog. He hangs out in the back yard and keeps our grill company. We’ve also got a few assorted gnomes, a statue of St. Thomas, five wind chimes, one birdhouse and one bird feeder. I can’t wait until the weather is warm enough to open the door to the patio and enjoy our little paradise. The yard is fenced in and completely private. We have a little table that is just begging for some citronella candles and a carafe of wine. Our fire pit sits covered, but waits patiently for our first early evening fire.
We also have 6-8 rose bushes that bloom every color in the rainbow. They are really exquisite. I’ll post some pictures as they start to appear. Our kitchen window faces our backyard and as I stood there this morning and sipped my coffee, I couldn’t help but smile and revel in the view. The morning sun was illuminating each and every emerging bud and there were robins, cardinals and doves sharing their breakfast on and around the bird feeder.
Someone else was enjoying the sunshine as well. He has his very own doggie door that leads out into our backyard and he surveys his kingdom hourly and runs the perimeter daily. He takes his responsibilities very seriously.
I love this old scruffy dog. And I love our backyard.