It's easy to fear the worst these days, with COVID raging despite all efforts (here) or almost no efforts (there). Plus the many bad omens surrounding the upcoming week in the Divided States. But then totally unexpected arrives greetings from our heartfelt literacy connection in Saskatchewan. Can you READ Saskatoon in the chocolate wrapper? What a fitting combo to send during lockdown---- a camper and a treat!
Indoors, more treats ---- this time called "Cherry Bombs". Our friend the Sun is sometimes shrouded but arrives earlier every day.
Today's preoccupation is with the ice dams in the house gutters. The trough on the south side softened up a bit but the downspout is clogged with ice and leaves.
The eavestrough on the north side is still frozen solid. Chipping away eventually works with foot-long chunks coming out. But the full 40 feet takes time to clear and fingers get numb.
Take the small blessings where you can find them! Dozens of squirrels entertain all day and the shovelfulls of sunflower husks are the price to pay for the show. The heritage cloth box dazzles with amateur artistry of spring. And beneath all that snow and ice ---- green grass, like hope springing eternal. Maybe we'll get through this?!?
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