A small patch of tete a tetes have begun to bloom, the pussy willow is at its peak and the front beds are mulched. The peonies are showing their red tips, the ornamental plum is budding and the Carolina jasmine is almost ready for blast off.
I've eaten 2 loaves of Irish soda bread and pounds of cabbage and rutabagas and carrots and corned beef (thank you Anne), gotten the hair cut in preparation of a weekend of partying, and spend every moment I could outside in the sunshine.
I've begun reading Blood, Bones & Butter by Gabrielle Hamilton ,ordered 2 gardening books by Alys Fowler and stayed up too late every night, getting up too early every morning. Daylight Savings Time is not my friend.
Today is GG's birthday, her 30th.
The Lab and I have planned a dinner out with friends and family, then some dancing and karaoke with more friends at our local gin joint. Sunday, maybe a little time in the garden then off to a matinee of The Best Little Whorehouse In Texas performed by the Gay Mens Chorus.
The party will continue all week and culminate on Sunday with a brunch at home and fireworks in the rose garden at the White House.
Enjoy your weekend, I'll be back with pictures and a funny story or two.
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