I’ve been telling myself for weeks to assemble some thoughts and words for a blog post. A few times I even thought ‘that might be of interest’ but, whatever those thoughts were, they’re gone now. So, I’m taking a few minutes to tell you that I don’t have anything to tell you.
Spring is here in all her glory. Spring in the PNW is ridiculously lush. Walking though petal-storms all the time, streets turned pink, pollen blowing in yellow clouds… you get the idea. Seriously though? If you ever come to Portland, Spring is absolutely gorgeous.
Today the lilac opened. :-)
But, I’m not gloating! Really! Some of you are getting snow, actual snow (that you didn’t get in the Winter!), when you should be getting flowers. It’s sad when that happens. What frequently happens here is that the cherry trees all burst into bloom when a storm front arrives. Yes, the gutters are pink for a couple of days, but the trees are beaten down and the whole thing is just a soggy mess. We’ve had a mixed bag of late, but we had nearly a week of sunshine, so I’m not complaining about the rain today.
T is finally selling her house. It was on the market when we first met, but the time wasn’t right. She has been renting it to her brother for several years but he can’t afford the amount of the mortgage payment, so T has had to pay every month to make up the difference. She’s tired of that, and his kids are now out of the 3 bedroom house, so it’s time for him to downsize. She has spent the last month working on it on the weekends – painting the inside (every room), adding a half bath, replacing blinds, clearing out the garage – and then took last week off work to paint the exterior. It was forecast to be sunny and dry for 5 days so she had to go for it! I took off Friday and also spent all day Saturday painting. Wow, am I out of shape! I could feel all of that ladder work!
Garlic. Planted late last summer. Thriving. But, that’s all I’ve got. Oh, and herbs. But that’s all. Haven’t even weeded yet. Bad gardener!
Trailer camping with our friends. Fun! Ft Stevens State Park – We haven’t camped there before. It’s beside the Pacific, at the mouth of the mighty Columbia. Putting along in the vintage truck and trailer combo, it’ll only take a couple of hours, at most, to get there. Maybe an hour and a half. Close. I hope I get some smoked tuna!!! OH. MY. GOOD. FOOT!!! So delish! We’ve got good seafood on our coast. Have I ever mentioned the Willapa Bay oysters? So.Good.
Ok, clearly, I am rambling now. Time to get back to the spreadsheets.