Back in the Bogs

(Saturday’s sunset view of the pond.)

M and I are back in the Bogs where the ice and snow are melting, the sun has been shining, and the pussy willows and forsythia bushes are budding.  Spring may not be here yet, but it seems to be on its way.

We arrived home on Saturday evening after smooth and uneventful flights.  Being a woman with a fear of flying, I am always grateful for a smooth and uneventful flight.

I’ve been slowly going through all the photos I took and the first three are of the scene at the airport on the day we left for Florida.

What a difference a week makes!  I have to admit that although I wasn’t thrilled we’d have to fly through that snow storm, it was interesting (and kind of neat) watching them clear the runways at the airport that morning.

The last photo in the series is my favorite.  Up until you see the airplane, there’s no way to really know where the photos were taken.  It could have been a huge parking lot.

As lovely as Florida is, I’m glad to be home and sleeping in my own bed once again.  “Sleeping” is the key word in that sentence.  I had trouble sleeping while we were on vacation.  I’m not sure why.  The bed seemed ok.  I think I need another day/night or two and I’ll be recovered from the sleep deprivation.

I brought back more than some souveneirs from our trip.  Having sampled a little too much food and drink, I carried home some extra weight.  I gained back five of the pounds I lost before we left.  I was going to write “only” five pounds, but that’s a third of what I shed pre-trip.  Still, I’m going to think of it as a small setback and get myself back on track beginning today.

With the feeling that spring is on its way if not in the air, I’m thinking about spring cleaning and gardening.  The high temperatures this week are going to get up into the 50’s, almost warm enough to open a few windows and let in some fresh air.  Certainly warm enough for me to do a little work in the garden.  It’s time to cut down the asparagus ferns, before the new spears shoot up out of the ground.  This is year three for the asparagus, the year to harvest.  I’m looking forward to six weeks or so of fresh-from-my-garden asparagus.

I also need to give some thought to what I want to plant this year.  It’s time to get the seeds started.  I’m thinking peppers would be good.  Orange, yellow, and purple bell peppers are  expensive (especially this time of year).  The local farms grow green and red peppers so I can buy them cheaply enough once they are in season.  But nobody local grows the orange, yellow or purple peppers.  Or if they do, I haven’t found them yet.

Some kind of greens would be good, too.  Perhaps swiss chard.  I wasn’t entirely happy with the bok choy last year.  It had a bitterness to it I wasn’t expecting.  Of course I’ll grow mixed salad greens of some kind, too.  I love being able to walk out to the garden and pick the makings of a good salad.

Well, that’s about it from the Bogs for now.  Time for me to get started on the mountains of laundry we accumulated during our trip.

(Saturday’s sunrise — our last morning in Florida.)

15 Comments on “Back in the Bogs”

  1. anhinga says:

    Your last morning in Florida looks sad to see you go. 😦

    I decided to harvest and eat my Swiss chard. It looks nice, but hasn’t really grown and filled out as it should. At least I think it should I have never grown it before. So I’ll be having it for dinner. I suspect all six plants or so will make one mess. If they are good, it was worth it to have something green in the garden after our freezes.

    • Robin says:

      How was the Swiss chard, Anhinga? I had the same problem with the bok choy. It didn’t fill out the way I thought it should (or the way it looks in the grocery stores).

      • anhinga says:

        It was not too tender. I waited too long to harvest. But with a little longer cooking, basalmic vinegar and ground black pepper, it was pretty tasty. Perhaps I am shooting too high. The first I tasted was a “mess” my brother took straight from his garden and cooked for me while on a trip back home to Texas. Probably none will ever taste as good as that.

  2. jenna says:

    You will be peeing odorifically all day, weeks on end, when you begin that harvest. Asparagus is prolific.

    If you grow kale, you can eat greens well into the chilly months, possibly even through the snowy months. You can grow a whole row of it! Multiple rows of it! I know how much you love kale.

  3. Bo Mackison says:

    Love to hear you talking about your garden plans. Maybe we can “garden plan” together. I won a lottery garden plot for the year – 12’x12′ – and I’m just beginning to think of all the lovelies I can grow.

  4. Anna says:

    I certainly know how good it feels to get back home and back into your own bed! Even if it was a good vacation. Those are some great snowy snow airport photos, and I do like the last one. Garden? Did you say garden? I’m thinking about what to plant too. Welcome back! 🙂

  5. ybonesy says:

    Yes, that photo with the plane is something. Amazing that air travel happens even in those conditions.

    • Robin says:

      Ybonesy: I was amazed that none of the flights were delayed that day. It was snowing like crazy. The plane had to be de-iced but otherwise, no delay at all. I guess they know what they’re doing at airports in the snowbelts.

  6. Marcie says:

    Amazing contrast between the warm and tropical world..and your real-life one.
    Welcome home!!

  7. Barbara Rodgers says:

    Wow! Those are great shots of the airport dealing with the snow… Thanks for pointing me over here!

    The time we took off in a snowstorm I was sitting just behind the wing, and facing the terminal, so I didn’t get to see the spectacle you did. But I was very close to that deicing vehicle and was fascinated with how the operator was spraying it on the wing – he seemed to miss a few spots which had me worried, but I kept telling myself he must know what he’s doing.

    • Robin says:

      Barbara: It amazes me how much work they do to get those planes off the ground during a snowstorm.

      I tell myself the same things when I’m on a plane. Everyone knows what they’re doing. They do this all the time. Etc., etc. I wish the anxiety would listen and believe. lol!

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