We did a little spending at the garden centre on the weekend and worked on making the outside of the house look pretty. What is it with dandelions? Do they hate us that much? By the time we dug them all out of the back yard it looked like a heard of elephants trampled what little grass was left. On the plus side, my perennials look much nicer without all the dead leaves from last fall around them. I still have to plant the annuals but the risk of frost is still real here until May long weekend, so I'm not worried about that just yet.
Speaking of annuals... I usually do some container gardening on our back deck. A few tomatoes, some herbs, maybe some radishes and a hot pepper plant. I wasn't going to bother this year, just sticking to flowers and herbs that would be easier to care for and still provide a little colour. Then we saw Bhut Jolokia peppers (aka ghost peppers, one of the hottest peppers out there, 400 times hotter than Tabasco according to wikipedia). Usually I can't find anything more exotic than cayenne or hot banana peppers (which is fine, I don't mean to complain) so I don't know that I'll ever see Jolokia seedlings again which made it worth the purchase. We'll see how that goes, my backyard isn't exactly the same as it's natural home climate of Northern India and I'm not one for babying plants (hence the purchase of seedlings, not seeds).
This is the first week it's finally been warm enough to not wear socks. At long last, my open toed shoes can be worn again. Sadly with the warmer weather seems to come rain (mostly scattered showers/thunder storm, not all day depressing rain) and the temperatures are dropping slightly just in time for the upcoming long weekend (Victoria Day). Figures. We camp every year, in the rain and occasionally the snow. Temperatures of 15C during the day and 5C at night aren't so bad if it stays dry. If.
I really should make a water proof jacket one of these days.
I also think I should send my parents to the Northwest Territories for Mother's Day next year. I swear this was the most sane Mother's Day I've ever had. No tears, no stress, I was very relaxed about it all. I didn't forget about it but I didn't really think about it. I did buy my traditional gift of a fuchsia hanging basket and hung it up at her house so she'd come home to it when I picked my parents up from the airport. Really, we might be on to something here.