Now, I don’t aim to get religious… Mardi Gras. Fat Tuesday. Lent. Somber. I always think of this time of year as a time for things to begin to bud and grow from the bare earth. The dirt is brown and will begin to get a fuzz of green. The bushes and trees send out new shoots. The season ends with Easter and spring and green all over.
That was the Midwest. Here in the Valley, spring is well underway. Flowers are blooming. Plants are growing. The desert is alive. I like driving from the higher areas of Arizona down to the desert. You can start out in snow or just plain starkness and end up in the lush spring.
February and March is definitely much too early to plant things — in my mind. The desert is a whole other world where the schedule is advanced. My dad’s yard is yielding a bounty of blooms and citrus. I haven’t broken out my shorts yet, but soon.
I’m hoping the wet weather is over for a while. I would like some non-muddy walks. This is a beautiful time of the year in Mesa and the surrounding area. Get on your phone, call Redwood Landscaping today and get a plan together for your yard for the year. Have them clean up any debris from winter and plant for the heat that will be here soon. Go to the “Our Specials” page. Have the crews do the hard work. They take pride in their work.
So Fat Tuesday will be the end of one season and the start of the next season for me. It is a time to move forward. It is very, very hard to believe that two months are over. As I get older, the time seems to go by faster. One difference is that I do take time to smell the flowers.
Happy Fat Tuesday! Don’t eat too much!