Re: EXIT WINTER

Keep writing, Glen.  You feed my soul.  Sandra
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From: "Glen Williams" <gw1944@vermontel.net>
To: <hosta-open@hort.net>; <PHOENIX_HOSTA_ROBIN@HOME.EASE.LSOFT.COM>
Sent: Monday, April 28, 2003 4:31 AM
Subject: EXIT WINTER


> The last of my  snow melted yesterday. Even the accumulated drifts under
> the blue spruce. That's always the last to go. The dog and I spent a
couple
> of hours on the ground yesterday carefully uncovering crocus and species
> tulips that had forced their way through leaves and other debris from
> winter. It was like discovering gold. The hostas are still comfortably
> underground but with a few more days at 70 degrees, I expect that will
> change. Am still not uncovering them. Just a little checking to make sure
> favorites are still there.  Favorites does not mean the expensive ones
> anymore. More change.
>
> I have  4 hostas from Naylor Creek on my window sill and those have met
the
> need of my  hosta fix. For the last three years I have had a couple of
> vendors send a few things early and have taken pleasure from them  inside.
> Of the four I have, H. 'Earth Angel' seems to promise the most. But ,
> that's not really observation, but hope on my part. A centered  sport from
> H. 'Blue Angel'  seems a good gamble for my affection. Hosta promises and
> dreams are notorious. The same is true of spring too.
>
> This last winter was cruel to a lot of shrubs and small trees. I spent a
> couple of hours trimming yesterday too. It wasn't that long ago that I
> seemed to spend hours sealing the wounds of tree limbs  or fruit trees
> limbs lost to winter. Doing nothing seems a vast improvement. All those
> years of doing something and it turns out that , beyond a neat cut at the
> collar, nothing else is needed. Now that's my idea of progress. Doing less
> and getting more.
>
> I have stared at my seedlings too long and am imagining things in them
that
> are unlikely. It's more than time to be outside. The raspberries are now
> cut back and the tall grasses are next. They were great in the winter and
> now look like so many bad brooms. A week ago I was working under the front
> hedge taking out all of the hamburger wrappers and bottles that seem to
> stop in mid-flight in my hedge. The hedge is about 8 feet from my street.
> The street is used as a short cut to and from the high school. Did you
know
> that there are still students that don't have cars? Amazing. In any event,
> as I labored in my hedge one of these blind, deaf and dumb students
tossed
> an empty soda can  into the brush of the hedge. It actually landed on me.
I
> had no idea I could get up to fast . My Sheltie had been barking at them
> and they were taunting her  by calling her a freeze-dried Lassie. I didn't
> need three strikes to attack. I felt much better afterward. Much better.
> Happy spring.
>
>
>
> " Qui me amat, amat et canem meam"
> Glen Williams
> 20 Dewey St.
> Springfield , Vermont
> 05156
> Tel: 802-885-2839
>
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