It's here. I've seen it. At least, I think I did. It's gotten chilly again since the nice days we had earlier in the week, so I'm glad I took pictures to prove it. I do remember that my hands were dirty after I planted the pansies. I love pansies. When you see them for sale, you know it won't be long before you're planting some of the more delicate varieties. It's hard to wait until May to plant them, though. Of course, it gives me something to have the guys get me for Mother's Day every year.
I got out a bit on Wednesday and picked up all the fallen branches in the yard--which is huge and quite woodsy. All the ice and snow this winter was accompanied by some very strong winds which made quite a mess. There are trees down in the woods, and a few have fallen near the yard. Guess I'll fire up the chainsaw at some point, but I'm not quite ready for that yet. Maybe I can get Budley to do it.
I look forward to spring each year, but the clean-up of winter isn't much fun,even though it does get me out of the house. The grass in April is what I look forward to the most. The color and the scent after it's mowed for the first time are unbelievable. Don't know if the lilacs will bloom this year or not, which is another scent I crave. We had one late freeze that might have ruined them, but only time will tell. Nothing I can do about it now. Time and Mother Nature march on. . .
You can take off your coats now, boys!