February blew in like a breath of fresh air.
The snow and ice of last week now a mere memory.
Around here it was a lunch on the patio type of day.
Not every year would this be possible. However, with temperatures nearing the 70 degree mark, the patio seemed to be beckoning.
Even Peanut was happy to get outdoors and soak up the warm sunshine. See her over there gazing into the pond?
I think she was checking on the goldfish.
We are all happy to see them once again.
Last year we fought a battle with algae. The pond was green and the goldfish were hard to see. We're encouraged to now be able to see the bottom of the pond and the fishies too.
Finding it nearly impossible to go back inside after lunch, I made my way around to the pansy pots. It's still early for serious gardening, but a bit of grooming and deadheading seemed like a good job for today. Soon we will start watering them with liquid fertilizer. That coupled with the warming temperatures will have them blooming beautifully by the time March rolls around.
Once gardening season is in full swing, my reading time may suffer or it may just shift to garden related books. For now I'm moving right along and tackling a few that have been on the "to be read" pile. Sharp Objects by Gillian Flynn was one of them. One day I was at the thrift shop where they were having a fill a bag with books for $2 sale. Believe it or not I was having trouble filling my bag. The lady working in the book dept. that day was trying to help me get that bag filled. She brought me this book saying it was by the author of Gone Girl. We decided it was worth a try and tossed it in the bag. It was a whodunit involving a seriously creepy family. It was a book completely different from the last two I read. It did, however, hold my attention and keep my fingers turning the pages to see how it would end.
I'm sure by now many of you have read this one or seen the lecture online. Don't know why it's taken me so long. In this case, better late than never. At a time when most of my books are read and then passed along, this one has earned a spot on my bookshelf to be read over and over. Hopefully I can even share it with my sons who don't take after their parents when it comes to reading.
The story behind Randy Pausch's last lecture and the lecture itself... beautiful, touching and so very inspiring. To quote Randy, "we cannot change the cards we are dealt, just how we play the hand."
He sure did play his hand well.
On that note, I wish you all a Happy February.