Why you should look at curbside junk more closely

garden 2008 august

Is everyone as excited about spring as I am?  In case you’ve forgotten, I live in Michigan. We have very long winters and this year was no exception. Yesterday I saw a blue bird stuffing twigs into our faded birdhouse.

I like watching birds although I’m hardly a seasoned bird watcher. I especially like watching them build their nests. We have a number of gourd birdhouses in front of the house. I grew the gourds myself and  I’ve painted them bright colors. They will need painting again.

While I love spring in Michigan, I don’t like what else spring means.  The yard work, the deck, the outdoor furniture. Ugh! There is so much to do I’m tired before I begin.

Then there’s the concern about how much I’ve really healed from the back issues and last year’s surgery. Gardening will be my “waterloo”.


I think people in cold climates have a fondness for spring that few other states can understand. We’ve been pretty much sequestered in our homes for months now with the occasional venturing out to get groceries, etc.

It’s fun living in Michigan in the spring. You don’t see any of your neighbors for months. It’s almost as if you don’t have neighbors. Then suddenly people seem to burst from their homes in one massive movement.  There’s a barrage of activity as they make use of every hour of daylight. People are friendly and exuberant in their long-overdue freedom.

It’s like we’ve been released from prison.

I can’t imagine this happening in warmer climates. Here, spring is exciting and energizing. Unlike the birds who are stuffing their nests, we’re cleaning out ours.

Piles of stuff show up on the curbs and I get so excited I can’t stand it. The anticipation of all the “treasures” I might find. I’ve embarrassed my poor husband more than once by yelling “Stop!”, I have to have that”. My husband will ask, “What is “that”? When I throw “that” into the bed of the truck I say, “I don’t have a clue, but it will be wonderful when I’m done with it.”

junk on the curbside

Oh, the ideas that are oozing out of every part of my overly energized brain as I plan all my DIY projects. Oh, the possibilities that await me. Sigh………..

porch table

God bless and have a good day.