Sunday I felt pretty good, even with the yard work. A 5K, 36 min run had me tired out again, with more yard work in the offing. It was an odd run in that my feet felt really light and happy to be running. My quads and hams were less happy.
Monday was Pastafarian worship again, as my arms channeled his noodly appendage. Short and slow. Enough of that.
I'm working on another essay, and hope to have it up by the end of the week.
There are many flowers coming up, prominent among them is the Alberta Rose. This thing is fearsome! It's already trying to take over it's corner. There are some other roses channeling it. For Alberta, this is really early in the year for flowers to be growing. The brief snowstorm this morning was nothing important, nothing to slow down these flowers. Enjoy.
We all know what these are.
Here's the rose.
Look at the thorns on it!
Another rose looking for the big time.
And another in hot pursuit.
No thorns, but the mint is quietly and firmly territorial.
One we cleaned away the debris from last year, the peonies are up and at 'em again.