Tuesday, March 08, 2011

Unoffical Spring

Still waiting for the official start o' Spring, but the cactus league baseball has fired up the past week, a good sign we're getting close. The days are getting longer, the huskies are shedding their winter coats, and my neighbor's vine has begun its annual journey over the wall and into my yard. Thought I killed it once, but it is a devil bush and keeps coming back, sort of a vine of the undead or something.

Need to do some major yard work, look into getting the dead spa hauled off and fill some craters left by Yukon. Kind of hate to fill them because I think of the old boy every time I look at them and Austrella likes to lie in them. I think she misses Yukon as well. Thor is great, but he's no Yukon.

Anyway, time for new beginnings and all that happy horse-shit, romance in the air, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. The only thing missing is getting out in a boat with my brother and doing some fishing. More like practice casting with beer, but we make a valiant effort. I do have memories of rowing in silly little circles in the middle of the lake trying to navigate our way back to the dock and nearly capsizing the boat, swinging an oar in the air attempting to get a lure out of a tree. Seemed like a really good idea at the time. Beyond the shenanigans, fishing is a nice way to connect with the world around us. There are no words to describe the delight in being out on a Wisconsin lake, the trees growing right down to the banks, the birds and wild life playing in the rushes, the crisp air, and just a beautiful kind of day to be out fishing with your brother. If that ain't nice, I don't know what is.

5 Comments:

At 3:30 AM, Blogger dianne said...

Being out on a lake in a boat on a crisp Spring day surrounded by the trees, rushes, forest sounds and the wild life sounds like a lovely day to me dear Phossy.

xoxoxo ♡

 
At 4:07 AM, Blogger Little Lamb said...

Things seem to be going well for Arizona, too!

 
At 1:39 PM, Blogger /t. said...

a change of pace
from the usual shit, eh

/t.

 
At 7:11 PM, Blogger Chickie said...

I'd leave the Yukon-holes.

Then again, I'm disgusting and have a Stinky Dog slobber mark behind my door and she's been gone since August.

 
At 12:13 AM, Blogger The Phosgene Kid said...

I could fill the Yukon holes with water and fish in them, I suppose...

 

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