Grateful for spring

For MANY reasons I have been especially thrilled for lengthening days and warmer temps, although gobs of rain have stymied a bit of spring's arrival, or the sense of its presence. The last two days have been GLORIOUS, and today will also be lovely. Tomorrow a little less bright, but certainly warm, then rain returns. This has been one of the wettest March's I can recall.

One question is will April remain soggy, or will it dry up as though winter never occurred, as the last two April's have been. Won't know that answer for over a month, but it will be fascinating to discover. In the meantime, I have books to peruse, currently focused on The Hawk Book Two, which I began reading aloud today. Brave the Skies is the title; I'm still getting used to each installment having a title, lol. I'm also becoming accustomed not only to the joys and healing properties of spring, but of an idea my husband introduced a few weeks back that has been growing on me. We're considering getting baby chicks at the end of May, entering the realm of hosting chickens upon our property!

A few days ago I asked him what had brought on this notion of being keepers of chickens, and he smiled, said he couldn't actually recall. When we purchased this place, the previous owner had chickens in a well-maintained coop, but we didn't want to continue that activity, in part we weren't going to be immediately living here full time, nor could we fathom adding that to the long list of items needed to maintain/upgrade. It was enough to have chosen this lot and home, and despite being raised on a farm, one that did indeed include chickens, I had NO DESIRE to deal with chickens. LOL! Yet, now I, um, do.

We'll see how that pans out, both the getting chicks, then raising them. We've investigated our local feed and seed shops, gathered information from relatives and friends as well as online and through videos. I think that's probably what stoked his interest, watching chicken videos, hah!  One can learn just about anything from various sources, how I began quilting certainly. But quilts don't require feeding or watering, they look after themselves quite well, as do books. Chickens will be another force altogether.

And assuming they become part of the family, they'll end up on the blog. I've already decided to name some, characters from Far Away from Home lending their monikers; Sooz and Squee are top of my list, as well as Gracie, which was the name of a gorgeous fragrant rose we had in Silicon Valley. We're hoping to start with eight chicks, and I'll wait to bestow these names until the chicks exhibit said personalities. We're favouring docile breeds that aren't broody, depending on what's available in our area.

So nice to find a couple of flowers close to opening!

Chickens, dude! In the meantime, one of my volunteer nasturtiums is almost ready to bloom, and I have the border attached for my next Kawandi quilt. More about that in a future entry, as spring continues sharing its healing propensities, thanks be to God!