April Heat

Believe me, we in NH are very happy that winter is over and the snow is gone. We are thrilled that we can hear the peepers at dusk, the best harbinger of Spring there is. We are over the moon about the resurgence of daffodils, hyacinths, crocus, and lilac buds as well as the chives and mint already coming up in our gardens.

However, this 80 to 85 degree heat is waaaaaay too early. I hate to complain (I feel I have used up my complaint quota during that last snow storm in March), but seriously; it’s just too hot. Even my dad, who is always bundled up, has asked me to turn the overhead fan on over the bed, and he no longer wears his down jacket to breakfast. So you know it’s too hot.

However, the unusual April heat does not last, and Spring is finally here. The air is softer, kinder, and sweet-smelling breezes tussles the tiny leaf buds and branches as gently as a mother rocking her newborn.

The achingly lovely calls of the cardinals are thrilling to hear again, and it won’t be long before the little brown bats will fly out at dusk to feed. I can’t wait until we can put the rockers out on the front porch, enjoy our glass of red, and wave to the cars going by.

The Crankee Yankee already has the garden beds all planned out; red and yellow tomatoes, pickling cukes, purple and golden beets, radishes, peas, lettuce, arugula, sweet onions, corn, leeks, parsnips, broccoli rab, scallions, and, for the back porch; a large bed of catnip and cat grass.

Even though I have lived through and thoroughly enjoyed over 65 springs, it is still thrilling to enjoy this newest spring. Robert Browning says it well in Pippa’s Song in “Pippa Passes:”

“The year’s at the spring,

And day’s at the morn;

Morning’s at seven;

The hill-side’s dew-pearl’d;

The lark’s on the wing;

The snail’s on the thorn;

God’s in His heaven—

All’s right with the world!”



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