Spring is here

Today is the big day - it is now officially spring! That said, I think it was barely 40 degrees when I briskly walked to work this morning. I also made sure to put my coat on this evening as I took a walk with Sam in the sun. It may be March 21, but my bum is still cold when I meander around town.

Now that it's spring, I'm getting awfully anxious to start planting away. Our townhouse has a lovely second story veranda that gets a lot of afternoon sun. Sam has taken on his first woodworking project of making planter boxes. The boxes are made of a beautiful red cedar, and I know whatever I plant in them will look good just because its container is so darn cool. We had decided to stain the woodwork in hopes to keep the quality, so Sam went out and bought a spray-on bottle.

So here I was on Saturday, St. Patty's day of all days, out back with the spray can and the smallest of the three planter boxes. Now you can imagine the excitement I had - this was the final step to the planter boxes, and just think, perhaps by the end of the night they could be full of dirt and flowers! So I drew my trusty spray can and let 'er have it. The only thing was, the stain was not clear, nor was it a pleasant brown, but instead it was about as Irish green as you can get! Oh my disappointment. I thought perhaps the green would go away after it dried. It's 5 days later, and let me tell you, it's no beautiful cedar red.

Moral of the story: Don't stain on holidays.
2nd Moral of the story: Let you spouse finish their own projects. :)

Morals aside, I'm glad spring is here.