Primavera Prime

Here in Northern Virginia, we've hit one of my very favorite times of year. The dogwood and redbud are at the height of their bloom and it seems as if every time you look up, the trees are that much greener.

This peak is usually accompanied by a period of soggy weather, and this weekend is no exception. But to me, that just adds to the beauty of it. Sitting by the open window, mixed in with the patter of soft rain and the occassional burble of thunder, I sometimes imagine that I can almost hear everything growing.

Of course, I'm trapped in the office drafting interrogatories today, but I hope to get a chance to enjoy things later on. We're supposed to go to a campfire at River Bend Park (on the Potomac, just upstream from Great Falls) this evening, but I'll bet that gets rained out. Ditto the eldest LLama-ette's soccer game tomorrow. And most of the yardwork I had planned to do this weekend involves spraying things, so that is probably out. So maybe I'll get to spend a little while dozing at the window as Nature goes into overdrive. And perhaps I'll even put on the ol' wellies and just potter around - there's always something to do, weeds to be pulled, peonies to be staked, etc. - and even if not, just walking around and looking at things is satisfying in and of itself.

On the other hand, there's a distinct possibility the Missus will take advantage of the weather to make me start painting the basement as I'd promised. D'Oh!