Spring is on the air?

It's been so cold around here I go about my duties in the house clad in zebra skin...

...and it's been rain rain, constant rain. I cannot wait any longer. My little gardener's heart feels anxious, and I've been impatiently waiting for the sun to start making a different; going out and coming back in throughout my entire days, hoping to get some work done in the garden, but alas thus far I have only been able to pull out a few bucketful of weeds... which is just a insignificant triumph, considering that I have a whole field of weeds on my hands to plot.

The other day, the sun came out for a few hours and I was so excited with all that brilliancy brought down onto our precious world by wonderful, glorious sunshine, I decided to start beautifying the front porch...  

I collected all the pretty pillows and furniture cushions I could find to embellish the settee and brought out two of the ferns I had winterizing in the garage, consciously knowing that I was running a huge risk by doing so...  but hoping... oh hoping they will do fine, because I could not wait any longer...

Madness has taken over. Sheer madness. Oh, there's so much I want to do outside, so much I want to see growing there.. running round the garden like a mad woman... looking up the sky, pulling weeds, moving things around.  Then my brain has gone bonkers and decided there are hundreds of things I want to plant this year... transplant, create, spray-paint, whilst hair blows in the wind, resembling those of a cackling witch... 

  

I went to check on the woods this afternoon to see how things are coping there with all that flooding going on...  The waters have come down quite a bit, and they are running peacefully towards that part of the woods where everything and everybody disappear and become part of the invisible world behind the shrubbery.  Is it true is it not that there lays an invisible door somewhere to the other side?  At least, that's what my imagination wants me to believe...  why, “if I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?”  Lewis Carroll....

Well, I best get going now... another little trip will take us away from home tonight and I best go get my things ready... that Fisherman husband of mine surprised me with a huge bag of Dahlias today... are these lovely flowers perennials?  Anybody knows? I'm not sure where should they be planted because I don't know how high they grow... tall?  No?  I can't wait to start planting!  I'll leave you now with this picture of my bougainvillea...  it looks so pretty sitting on the table...

 Hugs to all of you!