Another
snow-melting day, which is quite nice. I think the forecast last
night mentioned snow flirting in the area today, but the sun has been
shining most of the day.
Hubby
and I took a spur-of-the-moment trip to Chillicothe today. A look at
our “needed supplies” list said we really should go now and not
wait for another week to go by. It was a good shopping trip, I found
a lot of bargains........and by bargains, I mean that I found a lot
of items that were bundled into a pack of two items for much less
than buying two individually packaged items. That's always a good
thing.
I
did have to buy some plastic storage canisters for the kitchen today.
This wasn't something I'd planned on, but a couple of weeks ago the
plastic lid of my current sugar canister cracked when I opened it. I
can't remember how long I've had the current set, which means it
probably was time to replace it. The new ones are washed, so as soon
as they're dry I can put them in service. I saw some other sets in
the store that were stoneware or metal. They looked really sharp –
but when I compared prices, there was no question what I would take
home.
We
splurged on lunch at Dairy Queen. Not only was the lunch yummy, but
we ran into one of my cousins, her hubby and her mom on their weekly
shopping trip. It's always fun to unexpectedly run into people you
know. Now that we've been home a couple of hours and everything's put
away, I noticed we're both making strange noises when we get up or
sit down. Oh, the joys of getting older!
We
were noticing the landscape on our drive to Chillicothe this morning.
And we realized we are coming to that point where we are both ready
for winter to be over. And since it's now March, I'm right on
schedule. I enjoy the different seasons. Fall is always fun as we
watch the harvest in progress, and then the sight of the clean fields
and rediscovering how far we can see once the crops have been
harvested.
Even
early on in winter, we enjoy looking at the rolling hills and the
shapes of the bare trees. It seems like every year we find some house
or barn we haven't noticed before as we drive up and down the
highways. Then comes March. And my usual comment is, “I'm so tired
of brown! I need to see something green.”
I've
done well this winter with the landscape – the weather, not so
much. I've complained plenty about the weather. But I've been okay
with the landscape. Until today. The brown was just too much. The
barn lots, with the snow melting, are mud pits. The cattle and horses
alike were covered with mud much of the way up their legs. I don't
know if they were miserable or not, but they certainly looked
miserable. I thought it was interesting that hubby and I hit that
point at the same time.
But,
spring is getting closer. Today is Ash Wednesday, Daylight Savings
Time springs forward this weekend. We're only 12 days away from St.
Patrick's Day. So the spring colors are starting to unfurl, at least
on the TV ads! You know, a lot of older gardeners swear by planting
potatoes on St. Patrick's Day. I know my aunt and uncle do – not
that they plant a garden any longer, but I know they used to do their
potatoes on St. Patrick's Day.
When
I was in first grade, we had quite a snowstorm on St. Patrick's Day.
We shoveled and shoveled. School was closed for a day or two, maybe
longer. Snow piles along our road were higher than my head. I doubt
they got their potatoes planted that year! But then, maybe they
didn't have the harvest they usually did.
I'm
glad St. Patrick's Day is getting closer – even if the weather
doesn't cooperate, I'll be able to see some green that day!
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