Where art thou, Spring?

Those of us on the West coast of the states sure got fooled by a few sunny days last week.  The weekend was so blustery and wet.  

I went to the monthly Sacramento Antique Fair (the one under the freeway, for you locals) yesterday and it was so windy.  You could hear people sneezing all over the place because of the pollen blowing around.  That, and the sound of breaking glass as vendors' lost their wares to huge gusts of winds. 

When we walked in past the the entry table, it and the awning anchored to it, blew right into the street.  Like a big kite. 

The vendors were packing up early and were in a mood to bargain so their time there yesterday wouldn't be a total bust.  I bought the above cherub and pressed glass dish for $5.  I think the cherub is brass. 

I'm going to assume the good weather will rejoin us so on Saturday I went to the nursery and picked up some plants for the pots on the deck.

My friend Kath is moving and gave me a gorgeous 3-tiered planter she doesn't have room for.   I think it was meant for that spot.  It couldn't fit any more perfectly.

Ignore the plants you see on it.  I just plopped them there when I got home from the nursery.  My plan is to have herbs (basil, thyme, oregano, cilantro and chives) growing on the bottom tier and have geraniums and allysum in the top two tiers. 

It is parked by the back door, leading into the laundry room and very close to the kitchen.  I can pop out there and snip off herbs while I am cooking.

I can tell I'm getting Spring fever because I want to get out there and start planting things.  So rain rain go away.  Andrea need to go out and play.