Sunshine and rain

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The weather has been really abnormal this spring, and I’m torn with whether to complain or not. On the bright side, spring came early, and the days of chilly rain are punctuated with days of warmth and sunshine. On the not so bright side, it’s been into the low 40s every night, and the garden is looking a little bit sad.

Dance is almost over for the year. We had our end of the year party on Monday, and my class ROCKED IT. I am so, so proud of them. I’ve never had so much fun teaching any group of kids.

The school year always goes out with a bang of insanity. So many events and activities and things to plan and work on. Everybody is flagging, but I’m sure we’ll be able to drag our weary feet to the end.

Flowers, flowers and more flowers. And some trees.

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Flowers, flowers and flowers. Trees and trees. A couple of shrubs here and there.

Despite a light frost now and then, we have officially moved into the realm of spring. All of the daffodils are blooming, and I barely glimpsed the hint of a bud on the tulips yesterday. Scents of daphne and hyacinth float lightly on the air as you walk out the front door, and trips to the Valley Nursery are a weekly occurrence.

After a year of searching, we finally found flowering cherries that we could afford. They’re in the front bed, facing the street. Now we wait, hope and baby those things to an inch of their life. When we first bought the house, flowering cherries along the street was stroke of landscape genius. It only took a year to find trees that weren’t $100 a piece.

We’ve dogsat, been to Seattle, Canada and Yakima. There’s been beautiful sunsets, sunny days and dreary days. My students demand incessently that we have class outside – the sun is hard to resist, even when it’s only 50º. When it hit 65º I had to let in – we played tag outside for the final half an hour of class.

There’s no snow on our mountains – they look as if we’re in the middle of summer already. Meanwhile, the eastern seaboard is trying to dig out from yet ANOTHER blizzard. As lovely as snow sounds, I have to admit – I like our spring better.

Spring has sprung – and so has the slog.

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Well, it doesn’t exactly feel like spring has sprung when it comes to workload, but outside, it certainly does. The crocus are blooming, the slugs are out, and my new tulips are getting attacked by cutworms. Evil little bugs.

In college, January was a new semester, with new classes, new classmates, a new play and a new cast.

This year, January meant that the curriculum I had spent all summer prepping ran out, and I was back to prepping it week by week. So it’s turned into the spring of The Slog. In some ways it’s nice – I’m prepping the homework as I prep the activities and lectures.

Between all of that, I’ve been fitting in other stuff – making lefse, going to meetings at the historical society, more meetings elsewhere. It’s also the month of dance performances: my class had one at our local lutefisk dinner, and another last night. At least I finally remembered to wash my bunad. Smelling like a gym bag isn’t a real great way to make friends.

Then there are the few days that I’ve spent substitute teaching at a local district. I actually enjoy subbing way more than I thought I would. It’s super, super fun.

There’s a couple of photos up there of my dance class – we had another performance last night and they NAILED it. Working with them every week is so much fun, and one of the best parts of my week. We’ve been learning so much together and it’s just been a great experience for everyone.

Oh, and that fabric? I ordered a bunch of half yard pieces of oil cloth/laminated cotton. After having to call a week after it ordered to remind them to cut it, I was a little surprised when I got the package. Only two pieces were actually half a yard – most of them were closer to a whole yard, with no consistency on size. Ooops. Their loss, my gain, I guess, but how weird.

January

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Had my family over for dinner and made beef bourguignon, which used almost a whole bottle of wine (worth it!). Took care of the in-law’s dog. Husband cleaned the garage on his day off (yay!). Taught a super fun class and greatly enjoyed some excited, enthusiastic students.

January. Spring seems so far away, and summer seems so much longer away. But it’s still a delightful time.

A new year

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Good sunsets, fog, grading and a new moleskine, which is no longer so blank and plain. It’s been well filled in with my choice writing utensils, G2 pens in all colors of the rainbow.

Also, Friends is on Netflix now. Grading and writing new study guides are now so much more fun.

Trip to snow

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We went with the in-laws to the mountains to see snow, as Couple 3 is living across the country without much snow. There hasn’t been much snow this year, but as we got to the top, it finally started to look like it should. The slopes were open and we hiked back into the woods to find sledding.

In the evening, we visited relatives and went out for a delicious dinner at North Bend Bar and Grill. It’s on our list of Restaurants-To-Visit-Again-ASAP. I refuse to take photos of NY plate, so you’ll have to take my word for it.

And then on the way back we hit road debris on the most crowded scary part of I-5. Thankfully, the in-laws had AAA and we were on our way soon. Not a pleasant experience, though, nor one I would wish to repeat. In God’s grace, it was an almost brand new tire and we got it replaced for free.