Spring and All.

I've never been one who really notices spring very much. It has always seemed like such a short season; there's snow on the ground and then it gets a little warmer for a few days and then it's a hundred degrees and Jeannie and I are walking around in our underwear all the time. But this year has been different, probably because we had so much snow, and the house was so cold all the time, and winter seemed so long. This year spring seems especially deep and fragrant and lush, and is beginning to feel warm. It's pretty freakin' wonderful.

For the past couple of days, when Jeannie gets home from work we've been sitting on the front porch, soaking up the sunshine and talking. Resting, relaxing. This evening the J-Dog fell asleep out there as the sun was starting to set. Again, pretty freakin' wonderful.

I've got almost all the branches cut up from the Great Tree Felling of '10. Maybe a day or two more of cutting and bundling up branches after work. This weekend we're gonna try to rent a tiller to start the garden, although I think it's gonna be tough because everybody and their mother is going to be trying to rent a tiller.

Tonight on Twitter (!) I found out that Midlake is going to be playing in DC on Sunday, and I had no Sunday night plans, and tickets were cheap, and I'm making a conscious effort to see more live music, so after wok I'm gonna drive on down and catch the show with Brian G. Should be a good time.