The Season of Motion

If autumn is the season of slowing down, and winter the season of sleep, spring is the season of motion.  Everything, all of a sudden, is in a rush, and it's all I can do to keep up.  This weekend has been a busy one so far--lots of doing and going and planting and working.  But it's best told in pictures, I think, so here's the story.

Truth

Garlic and awaiting lettuce

Peas planted

Pretty

Cherry blossoms

Abandoned ship

Tiny crew

All hands ashore!

Beautiful

Pick me up, pick me up, pick me up!!!!!

Upupup!!!