Mud season and clean up in DownEast, Maine.
The snow is nowhere in sight, and I just spent a few hours walking my property edges, picking up the trash. I live by the US HWY 1, so the trash can get built up under the snow season, and around now I pick up the waste. It’s been hot so the mud here is gone almost but let me tell you the mud season is a real thing. I have found that my shoes have changed from high heels is waterproof rain boots, lol, or slippers when I get inside, lol. I have yet to put on a pump or high heel for years now and let me tell you, I can feel my toes and feet getting the freedom they deserve, lol.
At a young age I was told by a wise old lady that putting your toes into a bind would just hurt down the road. “Most ladies with heels are missing their pinky toes, she said, they get corns or bone spurs from binding shoes”, she finished her wonderful story of life knowledge with showing off her shoes, opened toed and flat. “My feet don’t hurt”, was her ending statement that luckily stuck with me.
Rainboots suit me fine and truthfully, I don’t mind a bit of mud because after that comes the fields of flowers and rows of green. Talking about flowers, today I have planted and placed two big pots outside my door, in hopes that the buds with pop and big flowers will be in store for me soon, oh I can’t wait.
Yet I do miss the white clean snow that graced my yard and made the world a different kind of magical, I am looking very much forward to the lupins that bloom all around my house and all the wildflowers that pop. The few years I have lived here I have taken quite a few pictures of them and will work on making another log of them on my portfolio page, along with all the great new ones I get!
This video I found fun; someone posted a few years back about things around here.
Well, I hope you all a wonderful season change and peaceful days.
“Have a good one!”