It seems that we have skipped spring and gone directly to summer here on the Cypress Knee Swamp. The temperature has registered 85+ degrees all week and I feel the need to turn on ceiling fans and wear lighter clothing. The pelicans have gone south but the pesky blackbirds are still around. The wood ducks should be showing up soon to start their families providing we get enough rain to have water in the bayou behind the house.
Of course, the wrens are busily building nests in anything that is still for more than a minute or two including shoes, flower pots and empty baskets on the porch. The squirrels are digging anywhere they think they may have hidden nuts from the fall and wildflowers are covering my yard. Tiny white, lavender, purple, yellow and bright pink blooms spring up here and there while daylilies, daisies and sedum begin to poke their leaves up through the leaves and mulch in response to the warm temperature and sunshine.
The resurrection of seemingly dead plants lifts my heart and soul each spring. I can't wait to get out and dig in the dirt and I guess I inherited that from my parents. Mother has a beautiful yard and garden each year and Daddy was a cotton and soybean farmer who loved the land and growing things. For a girl who couldn't wait to "get off the farm" the smell of fresh turned earth is like perfume to me now! I think I'll go outside and spend some time working in those flower beds today because it is still March and you never know how long this beautiful weather will last.