Saturday, March 24, 2012

Just before spring.

Some of the trees in my area have buds and some don't. My grass is greener than this barnyard and I already feel as if I'm behind in my yard work. My riding mower is being picked up on Tuesday for a spring tuneup. I'm in solitary confinement on the third floor this weekend until I finish my taxes. I was hoping for a rainy day but it's gorgeous. Webster has been offering moral support and keeping me company up there with his head on the windowsill looking longingly outside wanting me to finish too. I'm pretty organized [finally] and I'm on the homestretch.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Hi Rosemary,
So glad we have fellow sufferers today. Captain, our very sensitive mostly cairn terrier is looking at us and wondering why we are raising our voices and on the verge of a meltdown.Husband has brought me a cup of tea and hugs for Captain.He is tahing some meds for his arthritis.
It is drizzly and overcast here.
Thank goodness. "Keep calm and carry on". Maybe this cuppa will help.Would you hug Milord Webster for me? What a noble old Gent!
Islandgirl, USA