Spring is always full of surprises, especially if one has a short memory.
I remember planting some extra tulip bulbs in this empty spot.
I just don’t remember what color or what kind.
In a few weeks—Surprise!
I know these green things popping out of the ground will blossom into lilies of the valley,
but every year there are more and more—Surprise!
I can’t even begin to remember all my computer passwords so I write them on a card and hide it in my purse. While looking for the card,
I found a fifty I hid just in case I needed it on a trip I took months ago.
Some things I remember. This year I remembered to plant tomatoes before April so I won’t have to buy them from the nursery. I also remember how tiny tomato plants become huge and can overtake the garden and your life if you let them. So I’ll thin them down to ten plants in a week or so.
I remembered to plant my lobelia –
--and my pansies and cucumbers,
but I forgot how big they’ll get before it’s warm enough to put them in the garden so the whole kitchen will probably be filled with pots of dirt and plants in the very near future.
Being forgetful has its drawbacks, but I usually remember to carry my cell phone with me now. So if I remember to write myself notes and lists and put them on my phone memo they go with me better than all those little yellow sticky notes.
A lot of other things I wonder about can be searched out in an instant.
The other stuff, like the plots of favorite books and movies—
--and where I hid my Easter Eggs--
--makes living every day a SURPRISE!