Spring has sprung with no going back --- but we're going back and forth and places in the middle too. Early sunrises in Kemble bring long shadows and pink clouds, like cotton candy for the angels. The bees are as busy as bees collecting first pollen --- how did they survive the arctic cold?? And over in Chatsworth the Master Gardener is passing down The Knowledge: even country kids need to know where their food comes from!
The Toronto home also needed attention. The beach is thawed but still deserted, waiting for this year's Pam Anne Games. Owners on Wineva Avenue do the annual spring cleanup: rake, gather, bag, and plant the tiny "yard". Windows have to be cleaned of winter grunge and lanes swept of the last dead leaves.
The treadmill up north broke down last week after years of going nowhere fast. So the one in the apartment is going up to replace it, with help from Alec next door. Might as well make it a full van load of other stuff too! ...Like today's title says, we're both here and there and in places in between.
The Toronto home also needed attention. The beach is thawed but still deserted, waiting for this year's Pam Anne Games. Owners on Wineva Avenue do the annual spring cleanup: rake, gather, bag, and plant the tiny "yard". Windows have to be cleaned of winter grunge and lanes swept of the last dead leaves.
The treadmill up north broke down last week after years of going nowhere fast. So the one in the apartment is going up to replace it, with help from Alec next door. Might as well make it a full van load of other stuff too! ...Like today's title says, we're both here and there and in places in between.
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