I was thinking that once the Murphy bed is done, I would sleep downstairs, but now that it's Spring, I can't imagine giving up my bed by the attic window. Waking up in the trees, the maples with their foofy umbrellas of yellow flowers, the forsythia burning in the background, the darker green of the lawn, my newly-planted keyhole garden bed just visible, with its supports in place for peas...it's extremely hard to get out of bed with all of that to look at. Coming out the front door, I want to just stop for a while and stare at the almost-blooming honeysuckle and the flowers of the plum tree that are drooping over the porch. I arrive home from school and find myself dallying in the yard, checking out all of the plants that are coming up: iris here, oregano bursting up, chives, tulips, primroses...what a lot of fun Spring is!
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