Spring

It's Spring now isn't it.  Which if you go into shops at all, you could guess it was coming due to the Easter things everywhere.  

If you remember the post I made a couple of weeks ago where I said it was so warm at night I had to change out my blanket situation?  Well, I could have/should have waited as it's been (delightfully) chilly at night of late.  Some relatively cold days in there too.

Cherry and plumb blossoms are out in some parts of town but not others.  Some trees still look "winter dead" but if you look at them up close you can see buds forming, still sealed and closed up for now.

My neighbour who went away for six months and left me in charge of her air plants (despite my heavy protestations and warnings I would likely kill them) is coming back in a couple of months to two and a half dead air plants.  I've warned her, she's easy about it... said they were close to dead when she had me take them.  I'm still not thrilled about it but is what it is.  This information only popped into my head because I was thinking about the buds and the life of plants and the death of plants and Spring and, well, yeah.

I did, by the way, since this post got hijacked by house plant talk, compost two struggling plants that have stressed me out for ages. I'm a bit sad that I seem to have given up on them but I also didn't need the reminder that they were on the way out.  I have one other that I'm concerned about and eyeballing regularly but I'm going to keep trying with that one for now at least.  I have some other plants that are happy enough and without jinxing things, a few that seem very happy indeed.  Which makes me happy.  

I even have one that has quite quickly outgrown the stake I gave it to climb up, which reminds me, I need to buy another one of those as the one it has right now is a bigger one Jason cut in half for me and it's now too short.  (Even though the plant sort of has a bald spot in the middle?)  So yeah, let me put that on my shopping list right now, eh?