What an amazing weekend it has been. There are so many things to tell you about that I think it will take at least a week. I feel so saturated with life and art and the city of Cleveland that I don’t know where to begin.
Sometimes the best laid plans of mice, men, and women do work out. That was the case yesterday. On our way to New Jersey to visit with my family, we stopped to see Jenna, our artist friend. She sent us an invitation to POST and we decided to surprise her by showing up since we planned to be nearby. Regular visitors to Life in the Bogs may recall that we took a tour of Jenna’s studio back in June. For those who didn’t see the post or want a refresher, click here.
It’s not exactly a sign, but then again, one could take it as a sign. A positive sign. I found these (and other words) on the hat of one of the gnomes at the Holden Arboretum. Want to see the gnome himself? Of course you do…
I had a wonderful weekend. There is nothing like spending time with my family. Having the whole crew here (both sons, both daughters-in-law, and both granddaughters) was fantabulous. I am grateful to all of them for taking time out of their busy lives to get together with us here at Breezy Acres. I am mega grateful for the gift of having them all in my life.
I’ve been doing a little spring cleaning on my computer this morning. This led me to sorting through the photos I took in Philadelphia last month. I thought I’d share a few before I put them away on the back-up hard drive.
The photos I’m using in this post were taken at the Smithsonian National Museum of Natural History when M and I went to Washington, D.C. last December. The exhibition is called The Hyperbolic Crochet Coral Reef. This is another of those instances where photographs are not nearly as good as the real deal. It is pretty amazing what the local crocheters and crochet groups managed to create. I saved the photos for a watery post. This seems to be it.
Apropos of nothing in particular: My mother taught me to crochet. It has been a long time since I sat down with a crochet hook and some yarn and created something. Hopefully it’s like riding a bicycle. All I have to do is pick up a hook and I’ll remember how to do it.
It stormed here in the Bogs last night. And I mean STORMED. There were many, many bright flashes of lightning and loud booms of thunder that rattled the house. The rain POURED. Torrents of rain. Early this morning one of the local weather people said we had gotten 3 inches of rain overnight. The rain, of course, melted the snow. The result? Water, water, everywhere.
M went down to the basement to discover that yes, indeed, the water made its way into the basement. It’s the annual February flood. Sometimes it waits until March if the rains start late. One year we had no flooding at all in the spring, but a hurricane blew through and left behind so much water that the ground was over-saturated and there was no place for the water to go except the basement.
Yesterday, without thinking about the rain and the snow melt, I sorted the laundry and left it in piles on the laundry room floor. We found it all thoroughly soaked this morning so today has been a laundry intensive day for me. It all has to be washed and dried before it starts to become moldy and musty. You’d be surprised how fast mold can form.
I had planned to start my Spring Cleaning Fest in a couple of weeks. Once again Mother Nature has decided I should start earlier than planned.
M and I had to carry out the throw rugs and area carpets that soften up the basement floor. It’s still gray and misty outside right now, but the sun is supposed to come out eventually and that should dry out the rugs and carpets.
This morning I was thankful for a lot of things, but two stand out. The first is the shop vac (or wet/dry vac). It is so much easier to suck up all that water with a vacuum than with a mop. There is one little area in the basement bathroom where the water continues to slowly stream in, and I’ve had to keep at that all day, going in every half hour or so to vacuum up the new water. Once that stops, I’ll do a good mopping with some bleach.
The other thing I was particularly thankful for was the return of my photos on the external hard drive. It just needed a reboot. But I like to think that talking nicely to it while turning it on helped.
Today’s outdoor adventures
With all the early spring cleaning of the basement upon me, I did not have a lot of time to spend outdoors today. I went out periodically to hang things on the line, to feed the birds, and to get in my full 30 minute minimum. There is a great deal of water out there. And mud. Lots and lots of mud.
The birds are enjoying all the mud and water, though. There were hundreds of them covering the front lawn when I went out this afternoon. There was even a small flock of robins. I haven’t yet seen the red-winged blackbird, our harbinger of spring.
One nice thing is that walking around the pond is much easier without the snow. I did not go down into the woods as the creek has taken over and it’s mostly flooded. See the two crossed trees in the center of the above photo? The creek bank is usually somewhere behind that. I’d like to take a ride around and have a look at some of the other creeks around here, but I don’t think I’ll have the time for it.
I did find this lovely surprise:
Crocuses!! The little squiggly green things from a couple of weeks ago are now flowers and leaves.
The daffodils are pushing their way up out of the ground, too.
Tomorrow morning should be interesting. It’s going down to 20 degrees tonight. I expect there will be plenty of ice out there in the morning.
I think this must be what the plants are surviving on lately. Morning dew. The dew has been remarkably heavy when you consider how dry it is here. Not to worry, though. They say we will be getting some rain tomorrow.
You can tell I have nothing whatsoever to blog about lately since I am now giving not much more than weather reports and what might appear to be complaints about the lack of rain. I’m not complaining. Not at all. I am enjoying the beautiful weather. We’ve had tons of sunshine, more than we’re used to seeing around here. Spirits are high. Everyone seems to be in a good mood lately. Must be all that vitamin D cheering us up.
I posted one of my favorite photos from our Colorado trip over at Bountiful Healing. If you’re in the mood to travel a little bit, do me a favor and go on over and check it out: Sitting in Silence. As always, you can click on the picture for a larger view. I particularly like this one because, like the shoes in my last Sunday Signage post, it seems to tell a story, although what that story may be is up to the viewer. It’s a new direction for me, these story prompts. It will be fun to explore it further, maybe even in writing by coming up with my own stories.