I wish I’d thought to take before-and-after pictures of the garage this afternoon. We scheduled a large-item pickup for Tuesday, so we spent a big chunk of our Sunday afternoon cleaning. Ron helped me move some heavy stuff out of the garage, and then he went out to the garden to rip out some old fencing and last year’s tomato stakes while I sorted boxes, assembled shelves, put things away, and swept up enough leaves, sawdust, and wood shavings to make a small tree. I know where the sawdust and shavings came from, but I don’t know how that many dead leaves ended up on the floor of my garage.
Anyway, I now have all my storage containers and shelves lined up neatly along one wall; my Wave bag is in a corner, waiting to be filled with water so I can take out my frustrations on it; and as soon as we move my workbench, I will have a workshop on one side of the room and an open space in the middle where I can roller skate, assuming my skates — which I found on the floor under some tools — are not infested with spiders. (I have to figure out how to check them without risking a brown recluse bite. I expect this project will involve our bee suit….)
We have a huge flock of sparrows that like to play in the tree beside the garage. They were just chirping and jumping around up there the whole time we were working. Very cute.
According to my Waterman and Hill-Traveller’s Companion, bluebirds should be arriving in Southern Illinois, woodchucks and tiger salamanders are mating, and we’re about two weeks away from spring peeper and chorus frog season. (Note to self: Find excuse to go home for a weekend when the frogs start singing in Giant City.)
Oh, and the Cubbies’ pitchers and catchers report to spring training a week from Thursday. I’ve got to find a Baskin-Robbins somewhere and have a scoop of rainbow sherbet in a sugar cone — my favorite pretending-it’s-summer treat — to celebrate. 🙂