Happiness is Spring

It’s spring in New Jersey and it’s glorious. And wet, but you can’t have a rainbow without a little rain.

How did happiness spring out at you this week?

40 thoughts on “Happiness is Spring

  1. Definitely springy here as well. Lots of taking kids to the park during their spring break and just enjoying sunshine and people watching.
    Parents visited which is (mostly) happy making. Family friends over for dinner which meant cleaning the house and a clean house always makes me happy even if the before part is not so fun.

    So I took a break from a lot of the internet for a while and I didn’t really have a plan for what I was going to do (I never have a plan) and interestingly enough, I found myself swept up into a big fanfic project (much more ambitious than I usually write) and listening to lots and lots of music. Which is funny b/c I don’t usually think of myself as a “music person.” I don’t play an instrument, don’t sing well (not that it stops me), don’t really enjoy a lot of “cool” music or concerts (too noisy and crowded). But my brain seemed to have more “space” for writing and music with less internet time. My favorite discoveries were Julia Nunes and Scary Pockets and I rediscovered my love for Postmodern Jukebox and Pomplamoose.

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    1. Hi Jennifer! I’ve read all of your books and am ready for more…I haven’t seen any in recent years. Am I missing them?? So love your characters

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  2. Yesterday our first daffodills bloomed around noon. I’d checked the buds in the am, then the yellow caught my eye in the early afternoon.

    In the evening a barred owl settled on a branch near the house.

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    1. If you don’t have the time to dig in a flower bed, you might make your own mixture of scatter garden by scattering seeds of godieta, clarkia, california poppy, shirley poppy, pimpernel. Ask at your local nursery which seeds do best in your area and are wildlife resistant. It looks like a perfect area for a wildflower meadow.

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      1. NB, though: you’ll still need to prepare a seedbed. It’s no good scattering seeds on the existing grass, or even in spots dug in it.

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        1. I admit I am a maniac in that she would have to double dig the bed which is a lot of work. A good rototilling while adding lime and fertilizer then raking the chunks off might be sufficient but this might leave a lot of weed seed and roots behind. Of course, the best way would be to cover it with black plastic during a few weeks of sun to kill off the weeds and seeds before tilling would be ideal. But given how cold her climate is, by the time she had the ground prepared it might be to late to plant. I do mostly organic gardening but most people I know would hit it with a major herbicide, wait two weeks, then plant.

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    2. Perfect spot, Kate. As Jessie suggests, you could start with annuals – I’ve got half a dozen mixes I bought for the new-build bungalow garden last year, that I hope to try in this garden and the allotment. There’s a firm here called Pictorial Meadows which has developed mixes with a really long flowering season. I’m sure there’ll be someone in the US doing something similar.

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  3. My daughter had put off renovations until after all of our crazy rainy season had ended. Yay! Spring is here!
    Last week was demo the main bathroom. What a noisy and dusty job, but also exciting to be starting. My job is to be onsite and to watch the dog. So far he has been great. He loves when the workmen are Latina and play their loud music. We have a long way to go before I move into my unit, maybe mid-summer.

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  4. This sunny Easter Sunday is bringing me happiness.

    Happy Easter & Glorious Passover everyone!

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  5. Was busy week with new book out and all, but did see the latest Wallace & Gromit movie. It’s a mystery called “A Matter of Loaf & Death” and always fun to see the word play and dog versions of names they work into the background elements. We’ve been watching W&G as a family since my son was young so added fun to keep up the tradition at holiday time–happy Easter & Passover week, all:)

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  6. mGrey skies and cool temps In Ontario. However, I’m doing a spring happy dance as a my neighbour has “gifted” me the use of his backyard to grow vegetables. It’s overgrown but the heavy rain over the last couple of days means that it will be easy to dig out the weeds, etc. I’ll need to sterilize the soil with plastic, so no planting mid-June. A four day long weekend gives me lots of time to get outside and dig. My new garden also has ants and my MIL told me an easy trick of them – baking soda and powdered sugar.

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    1. If you look around online, you can find a recipe for boric acid and sugar (I use a drop of molasses too to increase the smell of sweetness to attract them) and water, that you soak cotton balls in, and then put inside a container with ant-sized holes in it, so they go inside, drink the borax water, take it back to the nest to share and poison the whole colony with it. Yeah, it’s kinda’ creepy and I only do it for ants that come indoors, but it’s the ant-experts’ recommended method. You’ve got to put it inside the container so other, larger critters can’t get into it, because it’s harmful to them too.

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      1. I must do something on these lines: they’re coming through the airbricks and climbing into the sofa where I sit by the front window.

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        1. I’ve used borax and powdered sugar for years when I’ve had ants. I think it works better inside (and around the foundation outside) than it does in the garden, but that may be a matter of numbers. The great part is that borax is nontoxic (I try to keep it away from areas where the cats will be inside, but in theory it won’t hurt them) and cheap. In the US, you can buy a laundry detergent called Twelve Mule Team Borax. Costs a few dollars.

          When I first moved into my house (which gets an influx of ants most springs) I paid a professional to come get rid of them. Imagine my chagrin when someone told me about borax and I discovered that was what he’d charged me $150 for using.

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          1. Also, peppermint oil works as a temporary deterrent to ants. I make my own cleaning spray, or you could just use a spray bottle of water, and put 8-10 drops of peppermint oil in it, and the ants hate it. Also, my kitchen smells like candy canes.

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  7. We went out to lunch twice this past week, once after a trip to Boston to drop off bags of clothes to a women’s shelter. They mostly use them in job searches. Stopped on the way home for bite to eat that carried us over for dinner. The next day we took the grandchildren out for lunch (school vacation) no need for dinner again. Today is rather gloomy except when I look outside and see pops of color beginning as short bursts of new green on trees. Put my geraniums out on the back dec but kept the flowering ones in the house. And so it begins.

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  8. Have my granddaughters for the weekend. And the son/dil’s fur baby. Parents are at
    Whistler celebrating and relaxing.

    The garden is a mess; a great weedy, scraggly, overgrown disaster. Have a plan, again.
    Need gardeners to pull it off.

    Happy to be back but concerned for a couple of workers who do not have a place to live.

    Going for a big bike ride and walk for exercise today. Happy Easter.

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  9. Two happies:

    First, for anyone who enjoys instagram AND Terry Pratchett AND kittens, check out @thecatlvt — the fosters kittens who need extra care, and she names them after Pratchett characters. She currently has Adorabelle, Mad Hamish, Carrot Ironfoundersson, and Otto Chriek. I love the intersection of some of my favorite things in her posts!

    Second, I took a step toward dealing with something that’s been dragging me down forever. It’s a small, preliminary step and it could take a couple years to come to fruition, but at least I’m doing something about it.

    Oh, wait, a third happy — I’ve gotten so used to people ignoring my (qualified/expert) advice (in circumstances where I’m supposed to be giving advice, not just poking my nose into things that aren’t my business) that when I gave someone some advice this week, I was totally unprepared for the person to actually study/consider my advice carefully and acknowledge it and be appreciative of it. That made me happy. That I’d been able to help, and that my help was valued.

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  10. I am happy because I am getting the garden under control, excepting the hill side which is almost never under control. Any my guy dug out a shrub I have been hacking away at for weeks. I have a great husband. And I dug out some bracken fern which was huge and growing where I did not want it.

    Now I am going back to make my contribution to Easter dinner and my friends: cauliflower-bacon salad and raspberry-spinach salad. She will have lots of food and 3 granddaughters for me to play with. I have great friends.

    And I got an Easter card and a chocolate bunny.

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  11. I’ve gotten a lot of my “get it done” energy and motivation back.

    I was at 5 different places on Thursday over a period of 2 hours. I did about 4 different errands in the mall yesterday. Then I went to visit family yesterday afternoon.

    Today I went nearby erranding and still had motivation to do school work preparation AND cook! I’m feeling like I’m more me than I have in my last decade or so.

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  12. It’s summer suddenly here – though it’ll revert to spring in a few days. Meanwhile, I’ve shed loads of clouts, even though there’s no may out (or May, of course): today I sat in the garden in my kaftan and bare feet, and had to keep retreating to the shade of the cherry tree. I bought a Sunday paper from the corner shop and have been reading that, a gardening book and Mary Stewart’s ‘The Ivy Tree’. Back to seed sowing and digging out roots tomorrow – plus a friend’s coming for coffee.

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    1. Oh, I love “The Ivy Tree.” It was my first Mary Stewart book I read. Hooked for life.

      How wonderful for you to be “sitting in your garden” in your kaftan and bare feet.

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  13. On Friday afternoon a couple of good friends and I went to a matinee of Captain Marvel and then for drinks and snacks. I enjoyed it very much.
    I dog-sat a dog that is a major couch snuggler, and that was great, because I miss my dog. Although she was not allowed on the couch. I did my taxes and didn’t owe. 2018 was a crazy year, I was doing AirBnb with my house, working 2 jobs that didn’t make enough money, I quit one, I sold my house, my dog died, I gave several recitals. So much of the year comes back as you examine your receipts. I’m glad it’s past, it kind of stank. Better now. But I need a dog.

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    1. I hope you end up with a dream job, a great living place and another dog. Your last year used up all your bad luck. Nothing but good times ahead.

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  14. I’m pleased to report that I have no particular reason to be happy, and yet I am. All reports of happiness here contribute to that.

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  15. Easter brunch. Super busy week ahead, so doing very little today and enjoying it. Oh and digesting……..

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  16. Homemade vegan French dip.
    Eighteen months with my boyfriend.
    Walking, which sucks (it’s part of PT) and the outside smells bad (something in fertilizer?) but it is sunny and glorious and good for me.

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  17. I’ve been in spring cleaning-organizing mode. Slowly weeding through old files and tossing lots of paperwork (the vet file was tough–all the receipts and reports from Magic and Mystic’s last days), cleaning out the humidifiers and putting them away (disgusting and fussy), and just plain cleaning. But I actually accomplished some things, which was happy-making after months of low energy and not getting anywhere.

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  18. Something I’ve wanted to do for 30 years is now behind me, yay and whew. Yesterday, saw the final performance of the two plays of Angels in America: The Millenium Approaches as matinee and Perostroika in the evening, with early dinner in between. Cast was outstanding, every one. Upshot is jetlag equivalent. Husband keeps saying he feels as if he just got off the sixteen-hour red-eye from Australia. We decompressed today with an osso buco brunch with pomegranite bellini, liminocello mousse for dessert. Now off with doggies for an off-leash romp at Dog Park. Still processing the play, including the perspective of time. Thirty years have passed since the play’s writing. Ethel Rosenberg haunting Roy Cohn is genius. That AZT was a gamechanger and lifesaver for friends is reinforced.

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  19. My two-weeks-and-two-days old nephew is keeping his eyes open a little more. He still looks confused.

    In not happy things, my grandmother died, but she was 101 and died in her sleep during a normal day so we are mourning but not distraught. Many people are not so lucky. I’m happy I went to visit her in February. We talked and I played Elvis songs for her and crocheted her a new hat.

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  20. We had 25 dear friends over for our annual Easter bash today (37th annual!) – 3 legs of lamb, lots of sides, and a never-ending supply of bubbles. It was a lot of work leading up to the day itself – getting the yard into shape, cooking, cleaning, but looking down the long table at the group gathered around us – worth it.

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  21. Last week, happiness was getting a lot of yard work done, getting four separate writing projects to the “by all the gods this is almost actually finally DONE” stage, and getting a call for an interview at an interesting company.

    Today, happiness was finding a way to turn a revision into an improvement.

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