Humpity Day: Hear Ye! Hear Ye!

I’m Thinking Door Wreath!

The William Dam Seeds came on the spring equinox. Fitting. Appropriate.

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!

Let the seedling games begin.

In Other News ~

Yesterday.

Yesterday, it was 53 Fahren. It was sunny. G-Pup took us for a walk. Sniffed. Marked her territory anew. The tongue lolled. The tail swished. Okay. That last bit might have been me. But let’s be clear, I marked nothing.

Today.

Today, it’s 22-Fahren-feels-like-6 and will remain in the 20’s and 30’s for the remainder of the week. GAH.

Hear Ye! Hear Ye!

In the new climate — the climate of change — I no longer have a seasonal wardrobe. I have a layered wardrobe. From tankini and flip-flops to down parka and winter boots… just layer it on and off. Everything is jumbled together in the closet.

Did I say ‘jumbled’? I meant tidily stacked and labeled.

Grab the flip-flops and cropped pants and tee one day, the fleece-lined jeans, hoodie and ankle boots the next. The end.

That’s no lie, Geppetto.

The tankini might be a grey area though. Just sayin’.

Here be Hump Day.

I’ve got a brand new pair of roller skates. Wait. Ice skates. No, wait. Roller skates…

Ice-roller-ice-roller-ice-roller…

Whatevs.

Elen

Single Shot Monday: All Blossoms…

… All the Time!

This was taken at Major’s Hill Park, situated above the Rideau Canal where it meets the Ottawa River.

It’s official.

It’s spring.

We’ll be inundated with posts and Instas and tweets all the day long.

Why should I be any different?

Yes. Today, I will be a pack animal.

I will run with the herd.

H A P P Y   S P R I N G  ! ! !

And Monday is in the house.

Own it.

Yup. New spring header.

Elen