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She blinded him with whiteness - 2008-07-25
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8:54 a.m. - 2008-04-18
'Spring is sprung Wonder no more. The flowers are here in my yard. Five days ago the furnace was booming, I was zipping Wolf into his parka, and the wall rack full of my hats, jackets and pashminas made sense. This morning I sat on the stoop in my summer bathrobe and waved a T-shirted Wolf good bye as he bounced onto the bus. After it pulled away I stayed there sipping coffee and counting. My best guestimate- 3 dozen hyacinths, a bushel or so of late crocus, a tennis court sized patch of periwinkles and at least 500 daffodils. Bless Marie (the Hobbit House's original owner) and her botanical genius. For a rank amateur gardener I guess I'm not doing too badly myself. In the perennial garden the lily shoots are as big as pineapples and the trumpet honeysuckle anchored to the trellis is a leafy vertical sprawl. Out back in the veggie patch its pre-season use as a spring blossom cutting garden is well toward fruition with dozens of sturdy leaf clusters promising tulips and iris galore. The forsythia paints wide swaths of yellow in a cheerful competition with the lower down daffodils and the tulip magnolia is hosting a party with hundreds of lush pink teacups made of petals. The shy dogwood in the corner by the fence is gathering its courage to step out into this spring extravaganza but for now only shows the hesitant tips of pinky white buds. The apple and pear trees are still snoozing, they always being last to the party, and like all deliberate latecomers their big splash is all they've got, the few fruits they'll bear later on will be scant, sour and wormy. Sheesh. My little Wolf is holding the steady course as best he can, but a tussle with another guy during a baseball game yesterday nearly derailed everything. As I understand it the other kid was in the wrong and was finally benched for his shoddy cheating and bullying on the field, but it was too late for Wolf who'd had a bellyful and lost his cool. He has just a half day to get through without getting into it with that other guy, the afternoon is given over to a 'dance' and there will be plenty of activities for Wolf to be involved with well away from his new arch enemy. Keep you fingers crossed that my kid can keep his temper in check and doesn't try to deck the guy during reading. Since it's suddenly sandal season this morning's To-Do list includes a pedicure. A nice break from the yuckier stuff I've assigned myself. I want to finish the spring cleaning today and have the place in tip top shape so the boys and I can spent the next nine days partying like spring breakers are supposed to.
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