What a treat. Hardly a cloud in the sky this week, finally ending the miserable streak of 80! consecutive days without an official sunny day in Seattle.
A person forgets just how beautiful it is when the mountains are "out," as we say here. It's going to rain again this weekend, but then next week looks dryish and getting into the high 50's. Nice. Rain or shine, the Mason Bee house goes up tomorrow. All those little critters wake up fast when it suddenly warms up.
Speaking of critters, I haven't seen the bunnies for a while. Hopefully, a new crop magically appears this summer. I like watching them hop around the yard-- not quite wild, not quite tame.
The jury is still out on the plum tree. I keep checking for tiny sprouts on the poor amputated trunk. Everything else is growing like crazy. We have a large black pussy willow shrub on the side fence. I probably mail ordered it long ago, as a little stick from one of those cheap novelty plant catalogs. You don't see them at nurseries, I suppose people want more bang for their buck with blooming shrubs. It's dull looking for most of the year, except in February when it "blooms" dramatic black.
Have a good weekend.
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