In Which Sigyn and I Escape

Sigyn and I have realized that WE don’t need to be cooped up with the human female, so we are having a stroll around the yard to see if Spring has wrought any changes.

The toothache tree has shiny new leaves and some tiny flower buds.

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It’s very prickly, though, so one must dangle carefully.

The oxalis by the compost heap has been blooming for a while.

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Speaking of compost heap, it looks like the All Hallows pumpkin started caving in and has been relegated to a place of ignominy.

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You can look, Sigyn, but don’t touch.  It is six kinds of scary in there.

What Sigyn likes to call the “cupcake bush” is showing a few blossoms.

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If you stand there, though, my sweet, the hummingbirds may not come.

The mint is back with a vengeance.  As a botanist, the human female should have known better than to plant it.  It has quite taken over the side yard.

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Now the whole neighborhood smells like chewing gum every time she mows.

The tropical milkweed has started flowering in earnest.  It’s Sigyn’s favorite because of its coloring.

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It is drawing some monarch butterflies and—Great Frigga’s hairpins, Sigyn!  DON’T MOVE!!  There is something long-legged and beaky on the wall behind you and I don’t know what it is!

Phew!  That was close.  I rescued Sigyn and sent her back inside to make sure the human female is actually working.

I am checking out the irises.  They usually bloom the first week in April.

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Look, you stupid things, I know it’s been too warm recently, but try to stick with the program, all right?

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