I can feel it in the air. Summer is right around the corner and I cannot wait. Rob always teases me that I'm always so excited for the next season (usually when the current ones are not even half over). In the dry end of summer days I yearn for the crisp, cool days of fall. By about the 60th rainy day I'm ready for snow and twinkling Christmas lights. When I'm tired of scraping the freeze off of my car and going to work in pitch black I can't wait for the lighter days and the cheery spring flowers. And when Oregon gives me torrential spring rains I am giddy at the thought of steamy summer evenings drinking tall iced teas in our hammock under the grapevines.
Oregon always teases this time of year. Giving us a couple days of balmy, sunny weather...only to then keep us on our toes by bringing in near freezing temperatures just when I had gone out and bought four new summer tops and scored a great deal only shorties and tanks for Lucy. It's always a bummer to bring back out the winter sweaters after you've already sported a tank and shorts. And I shaved my legs for this?
Two weekends ago the Farmer's Market opened up. Do you have one near you? We start counting down the days starting in April for the beginning of market season. We are huge fans of the market and go every weekend without fail. The first market day did not disappoint, the weather was lovely and we scored some beautiful basil and tomato plants which just called my name to make a plateful of bruschetta and enjoy it outside on the patio al fresco. It's lovely. It means summer is literally knocking on our door. Horray!
Here are some pictures of our last couple weekends of fun times, in good weather and in bad! Also, notice the new "do"? Lucy got her first haircut!
“Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence. Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance. Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence. Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance.”
This weekend the weather was beautiful,( in Oregonian-speak that means not raining), so we headed down to the Wooden Shoe Tulip Festival in Woodburn. I had been there ages ago when I was a pre-teen with my parents, and I'm sure I was so busy being cool back then that I didn't notice the beauty that surrounded me.
It truly is breathtaking. Lucy loved it. She went from row to row smelling the "frowers" and saying "mmmmmm". Adorable, as usual. She is in an all-out "Mama" stage right now and I'm loving it. She is absolutely thrilled when I walk through the door to pick her up from work in the afternoons and this weekend, when she woke up and I was there she exclaimed "Ohhh Mama, Ughs Ughs" (translation: hugs, hugs) and gave me huge smiles and snuggles. I love it.
Here is the Tulip Festival In Pictures (sorry there are so many, I can't choose my favorites because it was just so amazingly lovely) Enjoy!...
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