It’s still March, the most weather-volatile month of the year (don’t forget the March 13 blizzard of 1993) but it feels like spring. Yesterday it was 60 degrees here and today it’s going up to 59.
I’m thinking about things like seedlings and azaleas and working in the garden. Now that I can bend my knees, I can actually dig in the ground. (I’ve been doing container gardening ever since I hurt my ankle.)
I can’t believe we had snow just last week.