Springtime at Happy Acres

I love Spring. I don’t know about you, but for me this time of the year just makes me so happy. Along with the happiness brings lots of things to do including gardening.  However, yesterday I worked on one of my favorite places for this time of the year – our screened porch.

We enjoyed dinner out there last night, the first of many lunches and dinners and  lots of porch sitting.


While I was cleaning the porch yesterday I was wondering when my love of screened porches started. We never had one when I was growing up, and it wasn’t until I was in my 40s that I lived in a house with one. I moved from that house to a house with a deck instead of a porch. I realized how much I missed that screened area. When we moved here one of the first projects on our agenda was to have a screened porch added. I’m so glad we did since we do enjoy this area so much.

The blueberries are coming on.


I’m almost finished mulching the rows in the asparagus bed.


The cherry tree has lots of blooms!


I usually don’t take pictures of the before weeding and mulching, but here they are. This area will shortly be filled with ferns and hostas.


And here is the sun garden with the lavender plants waiting for me to weed. Looks like they all made it through the winter.


This is the first year in a long time that the deer have not eaten our tulips. I dug most of them up since they never have a chance. Here are a few that came back.


Inside I’ve been busy. I dyed this cotton gauze for a baby blanket with a matching burp cloth. I still need to surge the ends of the blanket.


This pincushion was made from some of my fabric.


One of the local magazines, Love It EVV, featured one of my mandalas I drew just for them for an article on mandala mania written by my friend Ange.


I’ve also spent a lot of time working on my online class, Icy Delights: Dyeing Fabric With Ice, which should go live soon!!

Well, that’s all for this beautiful Sunday morning. I hope today brings you happiness and joy and some creative fun. Thanks for dropping by.