A change of direction for today’s entry. Mr. Negative has taken the day off and his sidekick, Mr. It’s All Good, will take a shot at this blogging thing.    

In light of yet another pounding rainstorm and subsequent flooding, I am going to think happy thoughts and focus on that. And since I have forgotten how to write in full sentences and in paragraph form (be happy you get capitalization), here are my thoughts for the day:

I can’t wait to pick fresh strawberries out on my own deck and have my wife turn them into strawberry and goat cheese bruschetta. It is KILLER and I beg you to try it.

I can’t wait to see the Peony buds covered in ants. I honestly enjoy the buds more than the flowers. To quote Carly Simon and Heinz Ketchup – it’s the anticipation.

I can’t wait to take my first shovel full of self made compost. It’s been a long time coming.

I can’t wait for the boxes to arrive with everything I ordered on-line in the Winter. I purposely try to forget to enhance the surprise … OK I’m lying … everything ordered has already been added to my monstrous Excel spreadsheet.

I can’t wait to cut my lawn for the first time – if only for that cut grass smell and to be able to add the cut grass to the compost bins.

I can’t wait to change my mind on every plant’s location.

I can’t wait to use the hummingbird feeder my wife got me for Christmas.

I can’t wait to work outside all day, get a head rush whenever I bend over, realize I have Poison Ivy, have filthy fingernails, and then take a shower.

I can’t wait to take a trip to the nursery during lunch and locate a few new plants I know nothing about. Then google said plants when I get back to work to see if they will work for me. If they work, then obsess where they will go, how many do I need and when I will purchase them.

I can’t wait to deadhead the daylillies religiously each day.  

I can’t wait for my daughter to view the blooming flowers from the playroom and then ask me if she can go outside and smell them.

I can’t wait for my son to be terrified of the bees and try to sell him on why they are beneficial and our friends

I can’t wait to re-read “The Well Tended Perennial Garden” for the 97th time.

I can’t wait to scour all of the stores for the summer sales for all of their dying plants and then attempt to revive them.

I can’t wait for the ornamental grasses to take shape and lend that structure/texture to the beds.

I can’t wait to divide even more perennials in the late summer and squeeze them in wherever I can find room. 

I can’t wait to document all that goes on in the gardens and share it with you.

I can’t wait to get additional comments from all of you. The comments to date have way exceeded what I thought I would ever get and I promise you they are all read and added to my memory bank.

Thank you.