It’s been six weeks since I went over our garden plans. Now that spring has arrived, it’s time to check in and see how things are progressing!
[My poor little garlic shoots are snowed under, except for this one hardy fellow.]
Our birds and plants have absolutely no idea what’s going on. In early January, we were bathed in 70 degree temperatures and covered by clear, sunny skies: a warm blanket of Solar Love. Late February has been a whirling dervish of ice, wind, and gray: an iron maiden of Frigid Hate. I’m ready for Spring.
Because this week has been one of those weird busy/not-busy periods, I woke up yesterday convinced it was Saturday. Thus, Thursday was a huge bummer. This short post is a sample of the resulting cranial rampage.