Today’s supposed to be a replay of yesterday: Mostly sunny, mid-sixties temps, increasing afternoon wind. I’m taking the morning to do springtime chores: Laundry, straightening up the yard, strengthening the chicken yard and roofing it with landscape cloth. Stuff I just let hang when it’s cold and blowy out.
The door and windows are open, the breeze is mild and the air is sweet, and basking in it I can hardly believe that tomorrow, according to the forecast, we should wake once again to snow and the return of winter. In fact the whole weekend is supposed to really suck. Does that seem right to you?
Of course it’s not right, or fair, or nice. Life most certainly isn’t fair. I had to hand over more than $600. for “property tax” this morning. I could have gotten a decent gun for that… grumble, grumble… or some groceries. 🙁 I’m not dying for either one at the moment, of course, but it’s the theft that bothers the snot out of me.
For several years now I’ve agonised each winter over trees I’ve started as they go into dormancy. Are they dead/dying? And each year I’ve found those first new traces of green and bud to be a wonderful contemplation. I started noticing it here over the last 4-5 days – signs of life from mulberries, pecans, lilacs, peaches, fig, etc.. (the lettuce is producing beyond what I can eat right now!) The penstemmon has new blooms on it that opened today – and one bud on a peach looked almost ready to pop!
I know the average last freeze date around here is around mid-April – nothing else around here seems to have figured that out.
In a wild burst of optimism I myself put pea seed in the gound today!
From down here in the Banana Belt – seems right enough! (and snow and freeze is in our forecast too)