The First Day of Spring

Spring is my favorite season.

I look forward to the purple iris each spring.

It begins today.

As soon as the weather warms just a bit the garden will be green with edibles.

The weather has been cold and snowy so the yard and garden haven’t had any attention yet even though I purchased seeds a while ago.

We should have a backsplash for the master bath vanity by the end of the month.
We’re cutting and painting the closet lumber methodically.
We must finish the bedroom shelves, too.
The bedroom trim needs to be finished.
The footboard and headboard of our king size bed must be refinished.

I’m planning to keep us focused on the master suite by leaving as least one chore each day for Charlie to accomplish while I’m at work. How that will go I’m not sure.

Your favorite season?


Author: Jo

Welcome to The Glade, where the second generation of renovations has just begun and the mania about our home, music and other passions fill our days and nights. We’re Charlie and Jo in the music world; Mary Jo and Charles to family; and JoJo and Charlie to each other. We are renovating a midcentury house in a Victorian historic district where we want to live there the rest of our lives. It's a 1946 house located in Maryland. We were married in this house. Thus far (pre-blog) we refinished cabinets, added a window seat (still working on the cushion), rearranged a wall in the guest house due to sink/vanity replacement, planted a vegetable garden, and other quick and not-so-quick fixes. So this latest zeal for construction is the result of my having lived here since 1997 and feeling a need to ready the house for the next chapter and beyond.

3 thoughts on “The First Day of Spring”

  1. Late spring is my favorite. It might be officially spring today, but we’re working up another rainstorm for tomorrow. Everything will bloom late this year because of the cold, wet winter … so it doesn’t feel too springy … YET!

    1. It felt springier here 3 weeks ago. We are supposed to have a spectacular weekend — middle seventies. It’s spring for me when the dogwood bloom. Jo

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