As most of you know, I am not a fan of spring and summer. If I could hibernate for these next 6 months I would do so. I try to approach them as a countdown to fall. I blame it on my Scottish gloomy bog genes. Gloomy, dreary, rainy, cold days are in my DNA.
So, I try to find ways to enjoy my most hated of seasons. Like building fires. I love outdoor fires. It's the Scottish genes again. Just think of the movie 'Rob Roy'. Didn't Liam Neeson always have a fire burning? Just think of Liam Neeson.
Teddy, on the other hand, seems to have quite a case of spring fever. She has had it with winter and wants to bask in sunshine all day. She has neither the Scottish genes nor the Chow Chow genes it seems. This is dog who should love winter as I do. You might wonder what Teddy is doing here laying between the pool cover and the g*d*mn exposed roots from the g*d*mn honey locust. She is gnawing on one of her favorite treats. A duck foot.
See...I startled her and she dropped it. She was so into that duck foot that she didn't even hear me coming.
She was back on that duck foot in a heartbeat though.
These come from a company that makes all of Teddy's favorite treats, Aunt Jeni's.
My only complaint about their duck feet is that they don't trim the nails off of them. So, before Teddy gets one, I have to give it a manicure. I never really thought I would be trimming duck nails but they look too sharp for Teddy to eat.
She doesn't get them often but when she does, she is one very happy pup.
I would never want to try to take one of these away from her. I might face the same fate of the duck.
I actually think she would prefer the entire duck but she settles for just a foot.
The trees are still barren and the crows sit in them and yell at Teddy.
Unlike me, I think Teddy would enjoy a few crows feet.
I love my fountain and so I tell myself that I will be enjoying it in not too long. Not quite enough to get me excited for spring though.
I think this is one of the reasons I would rather it remain winter.
The monster I created must be tended to. There is a lot of work in them thare hills.
Yet some snow still remains with a promise of more on the way.
I think my fairy is sick of freezing her ass...oops...wings off.
And the green man looks a bit pissed at having to hold the juniper up that toppled in the last heavy snow.
But I do love chive omelets so that is something to look forward to.
And my pots look much better naked and not covered with black plastic bags.
So, I will build my fires and look longingly to the hills for Liam Neeson.
I will take down my raised beds and start a new project to keep me busy in the gardens for the next 6 months.
I will clean and decorate my potting table and hope the Rob Roy doesn't return until fall. God forbid he shows up and finds me in a bathing suit in my pool!