Yesterday I forgot to say “Happy Spring”, because I was too busy doing springy things outside.  Belated Happy Ostara, as it is also known.  Or “Ostara Tov, for all you pagan Jews!

Here is Misu ushering in the season, and then sleeping it off in her window bed.  The supermoon was bright last night, but you’ll have to take my word for it.

I started amending more areas in preparation for adding flowers: E’s memorial tree garden, and the sun perennial flower bed.  I’ll be going for the crammed cottage garden effect.

Just the weed flowers and spring bulb flowers alone are taking over the lawn.  Violets, my birth flower, in all shades, are everywhere.  Works for me; lawns are stupid.

It’s raining again, but that’s OK; it’s watering my germinating veg seeds, and it’s my favorite weather.