Ah Spring! At Last!
This was the first opportunity I had to enjoy the whole day at Idle Acres to soak up the sensations of spring. I was up at six to hear the warblings of the birds making their mating sounds. After a shower, I put out my blankets on the clothesline. There’s nothing better than the fresh smell of blankies after being baked in the sun with a spring breeze blowing through them. Mmmmm!
Between loads of laundry, I started the routine of bringing out the lawn furniture. “Oh good, the glass table didn’t get broken” as I wheeled it out onto the patio. “Only minor spider webs in the umbrella. Uh oh, one of the arms on the ‘brelly doesn’t look right. Umf, there we go, it’s okay now”.
Next was to haul out my very unique picnic table. I built it with a young friend of mine, who was never taught imperial measurements. Well, he knows them now! I would give him the tape measure and tell him, “okay, mark three and a half inches”. Partway through assembly, I quickly ascertained that his measurements were a tad off. After a good laugh, and explaining to him what had resulted, we carried on in that mode and I am very proud of my one-of-a-kind picnic table.
The swinging bench was next and after cleaning the chaise lounge it was time for a break. As I sat there, under the protection of the umbrella from the glaring sun, I was thinking that there may be a few red faces showing up for work this Monday. We tend to forget the power of the sun when it first makes its energies known in spring. Just witness our friends that get sun burnt on their first day on a tropical vacation.
As I was relaxing, and trying to gauge how much time I would have to enjoy paradise before the black flies made their omnipotent presence known, I was jolted back to reality. It was only 9:30 Saturday am and the local kids were already roaring their ATV’s up and down the road. “Cripes, guys, you have hundreds of miles of trails around here! Why do you insist on driving on the road?” Methinks that their parents figure it’s safer for their under-age, non-licenced children to drive on our back roads than on the trails, where the police may be more prevalent.
At 10 am, nimrod neighbour fires up his chainsaw. MIGAWD!!! I still have clumps of snow on my property and the busy beaver next door gets into preparing for next winter! For the brief breaks between the cacophony of the saw and bikes, what do my wondering ears hear but someone running a rototiller!
Shortly after, another chainsaw fires up down the road. Great!
Now, I have harmony! Oh no! Now that it’s accepted, buddy on the
other side of my property is at it. Not exactly The Three Tenors!
I notice that buddy across the street is doing his part to be green – he’s fertilizing his lawn. So, it will grow quicker and he will have to cut it more frequently! And make more noise!! And his stereo is blaring!!!
My family and friends wonder why I enjoy winter so much. Well, it’s very quiet.
I admit defeat and put on Z Z Top. At full blast!
Between loads of laundry, I started the routine of bringing out the lawn furniture. “Oh good, the glass table didn’t get broken” as I wheeled it out onto the patio. “Only minor spider webs in the umbrella. Uh oh, one of the arms on the ‘brelly doesn’t look right. Umf, there we go, it’s okay now”.
Next was to haul out my very unique picnic table. I built it with a young friend of mine, who was never taught imperial measurements. Well, he knows them now! I would give him the tape measure and tell him, “okay, mark three and a half inches”. Partway through assembly, I quickly ascertained that his measurements were a tad off. After a good laugh, and explaining to him what had resulted, we carried on in that mode and I am very proud of my one-of-a-kind picnic table.
The swinging bench was next and after cleaning the chaise lounge it was time for a break. As I sat there, under the protection of the umbrella from the glaring sun, I was thinking that there may be a few red faces showing up for work this Monday. We tend to forget the power of the sun when it first makes its energies known in spring. Just witness our friends that get sun burnt on their first day on a tropical vacation.
As I was relaxing, and trying to gauge how much time I would have to enjoy paradise before the black flies made their omnipotent presence known, I was jolted back to reality. It was only 9:30 Saturday am and the local kids were already roaring their ATV’s up and down the road. “Cripes, guys, you have hundreds of miles of trails around here! Why do you insist on driving on the road?” Methinks that their parents figure it’s safer for their under-age, non-licenced children to drive on our back roads than on the trails, where the police may be more prevalent.
At 10 am, nimrod neighbour fires up his chainsaw. MIGAWD!!! I still have clumps of snow on my property and the busy beaver next door gets into preparing for next winter! For the brief breaks between the cacophony of the saw and bikes, what do my wondering ears hear but someone running a rototiller!
Shortly after, another chainsaw fires up down the road. Great!
Now, I have harmony! Oh no! Now that it’s accepted, buddy on the
other side of my property is at it. Not exactly The Three Tenors!
I notice that buddy across the street is doing his part to be green – he’s fertilizing his lawn. So, it will grow quicker and he will have to cut it more frequently! And make more noise!! And his stereo is blaring!!!
My family and friends wonder why I enjoy winter so much. Well, it’s very quiet.
I admit defeat and put on Z Z Top. At full blast!
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