this last week i have been busy with pragmatic affairs such as registering sebastian for preschool and getting my driver's license renewed. i left my kids with their nana (aka my mom) while i went to the department of motor vehicles. the dmv is notorious for the guaranteed bureaucratic experience but it was really quiet at the one i went to and the parking lot was lined with beautiful pear trees in bloom.
back in my parents' yard, the citrus plants were both blossoming and bearing fruit. my parents don't even bother picking the fruit off their trees anymore so when we go, jason spends most of his time gathering cumquats and lemons.
in the backyard, the tree my mom calls a hattie pear (it is a grafted tree that was passed down from her aunt hattie mae) is also waking up to spring. we keep an eye on this tree as well since my parents gave up fighting the racoons for the pears years ago. my mom blames the racoons when i ask why she no longer gardens. when i was a child, we had a beautiful garden filled with squash, tomatoes, potatoes, corn, okra, strawberries, blueberries, peaches, melons, peas, and marigolds. i was homeschooled for a while and i used to run around with my pet goat and eat sun ripened fruit right off the vine/plant. that was before the area was developed and there used to be tons of huckleberry bushes and blackberry vines growing wild everywhere. my cousin and i would catch blue crabs from the creek that ran next to his property and his dad would cook them for us. those where the days when we used the term property instead of yard.
and since i am an island girl, i can never pass up an opportunity to visit the beach. i love the ocean but i doubt i will ever live this close to one again as my heart is divided with my love for the sea and my love for the mountains. perhaps this is part of the reason japan appeals to me. if i could settle someplace like shikoku, then there would never be a conflict.
by the way, thank you so much for all the lovely comments. it always warms my heart to read them though i can't always carve away enough time to respond. i will work on that though, i promise.
happy weekend, friends.