SCDD 

Same cat, different day.

Almost had to write a blahh-g.  But finally some promising indications of spring.  It's not that I don't like winter.  I do.  But all things in their time.  In their season.  Winter stayed a bit over its welcome this year.  But there are lovely signs of things to come.  You just have to know where to look.

First of all, the landscapers have delivered the fertilizer pellets.  They are spread liberally over the entire garden, ready to dissolve and enrich the soil.  Or that's the plan anyway.

The landscapers also ate some of the tender little plants just emerging.  But they left a bit of green for our enjoyment.  Next time I'll make it clear that I'd prefer to pay in cash.  

Buds!

More buds!

And a little more green.

Oh, it was finally so nice that the wintery wreath on the front door looked out of place.  So I took it down and brought it in.  And then this happened:

And now I'm speechless.

After the turkeys visited me a few weeks ago, I found it difficult to find things that I thought were more magical than that.  So I didn't post very much.  But this morning I awoke to a wonder in the front yard.  They're back!  I know you wanted more.  Here they are, back by popular demand---

The Northeast Turkeys! 

What do you mean you can't get in?  Just wiggle the latch.

Is that one looking at me?  Maybe it's my red hat.  Yikes.  I think she likes me.

Talk about a room with a view!

All of a sudden a dark shadow covered the house.  Was it a storm brewing?  No, it was turkeys!
(Note the little gnome house almost obscured by turkeys.)

And just when the snow melted from the door so I could finally get out.  A turkey invasion.

 "All the single ladies, all the single ladies."  The guys look appreciative, don't they?

 And then, of course, the after-party.

Guys are incorrigible. 

 But sometimes alarmingly attractive.

But did you notice that most of the guys were too scared to come inside the fence?
True.  True.

And then they were gone.  But not before stopping traffic on both sides of the parkway and
reenacting a Civil War battle in the median.  Not sure which one.  May have been the Battle of Greenbriar River, which we all know was an indecisive one.  As was this one.  But they did win the hearts of passersby, and many cameras and phones were in evidence.  And smiles, many smiles.  Maybe it was the sunny day, which we all needed.  But I think not.  I think not.

A Satisfactory Day

I know that the days are numbered.  I know I should enjoy each and every day.  But every day doesn't have to be stupendous.  It would probably get tiring.  Laugh face would start to hurt my smiling muscles.  Too much oxygen might get to my brain.  Who knows.  But I don't want to waste any days either.  At the end of a day, if you look back at it and can say you had a satisfactory day, I think that's reasonable.  But what makes a satisfactory day?  A day that gives you a sense of fulfillment when it's done, I suppose.  So many days, and luckily so many ways.

A day when you remembered to smile

A day when you felt you hair looked perfect

Or you just felt pretty

It's very satisfactory to get to take a nap

And to fall asleep with a good book makes it even better

A day when you can conquer a fear is a very satisfactory day

And when you know you got all the notes just right, the day feels great too.

Being the first to try something new can be very satisfying

And at the end of the day if you feel you have all your ducks in a row, it's just that much easier to fall off to sleep.

Even a day when you realize that sometimes when you get what you were after, well, there can be a whole new set of problems.

The day you find a tasty substitute for gluten

Any day you feel powerful, always very satisfying

A day when you just look at things from another point of view

Of course those days when you make a new friend are magic

And the more, the merrier.  The more satisfying-er!

A day when you find a new place to get fresh produce, deliciously satisfying

Knowing that you took the time to really listen to someone,  that's quite a good day

The day you realize when you finally meet the monster, you are more enchanted than afraid

Knowing you did a good day's work, very satisfying

And just knowing that in this crazy, strange world, there is a place where you feel you fit in