"life is skittles and life is beer"

[jazzfish]

Robins, red-winged blackbirds, equinoxes, temperature, whatever. I saw the first groundhog of the year today. He was charging (well, as much as groundhogs can charge, anyway) across the road. I guess the neighbors have better pickings than the church does. And spring, as Mr Lehrer once sang, is here.

I'm usually kind of neutral on the subject of spring. Winter and fall are pretty clearly their own seasons: you get snow and bare trees for winter, and pretty colors and the onset of nice weather in the fall. Spring and summer tend to blend together: oh, it's getting too warm again and it's allergy season, and yeah, I guess the flowers and sunlight are kinda nice. This year I've actually noticed spring coming through. Bits of greenery poking up in the forest, unfamiliar birds, the days getting longer and slightly (except for this crazy weekend) warmer. (I suspect this means that I'll just fail to notice summer this year.)

And I got paid today (or maybe yesterday), so it's definitely grocery time. And possibly mild-culinary-experiment time as well. I think my goal for the next couple weeks will be to brown some beef. Baby steps.

Comments

[rikchik.livejournal.com]

At least in Boston, Summer, Fall, and Winter are periods with durations. Spring is a moment, marking the end of cold and snow and the beginning of warmth and sun. Sometimes this moment goes on for weeks, but it still feels like a moment.

[tulip-tree.livejournal.com]

rofl about the charging groundhog. :) We had a groundhog who lived in our backyard (under our backyard, I guess, if you want to be particular) one year in college. The entrance to his den was under our rather small wooden back porch, and he was afraid of people. If someone came out the back door while he was in the yard, he headed for his hole, which actually meant that he charged *towards* the scary person. Groundhogs are funny.

[uilos.livejournal.com]

I miss the groundhogs. There was a hole by the Metro entrance that I was keeping an eye on in the hopes that it was a groundhog hole but it turned out to be a signpost hole. :(

[narquelion.livejournal.com]

*grins* I'm just barely certified in the art of beef browning myself. I better keep working on this cooking thing, I guess, or everyone I know will get ahead of me.

[absolutliz.livejournal.com]

My culinary advice: "Just pay constant attention to your beef, and nothing bad will happen to it."