Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Signs of Spring

It’s that time of year again. I don’t need to feel the warm weather or see flowers blooming to know it’s spring. All I needed to do was answer my front door. “Ma’am, you need help with your lawn?” asked a man on my doorstep. I politely declined. (Oh, and this was a different guy than last time. Apparently our ragged lawn doesn’t discriminate in the potential employees it attracts. I’ll try to hang onto that comforting thought when I’m wading through the jungle of knee-high weeds.) So I guess it really is spring. Soon enough we’ll hear all the tell-tale signs – the sounds of birds chirping and lawn mowers mowing, or in our case, the sound of doorbells ringing.

6 comments:

nanny said...

Matter of fact, I'm gonna mow the spring stuff tomorrow!!!!

Erin said...

I keep thinking it is spring. And then is snows again. Sigh. Spring is toying with me.

Allison @ I heart Change said...

I think I may have said this last time but I know around here people knock on the door offering to mow the lawn even when it's freshly mowed. Very annoying.

And perhaps you should claim you're xirescaping your lawn?!

Amanda said...

Yup, I get it too! Except it's the neighbor saying..."hey....would you like to borrow my lawn mower" even though we have one. *hint hint*

Crazy Shenanigans said...

Maybe I live in a bad area? no one ever comes to our door.

Mira said...

tell them you are actually growing weeds. ;)