I even put winter on notice:
And took some very depressing pictures of the piles of snow covering the places where my bulbs were supposed to be but I'm not posting them b/c I"m sick of posting pictures of snow.
That was Sunday. 3 days later and what did we have? (I took these on Wed.)
And that spot that was buried in feet of snow?
Only a matter of time until I have daffodils, too. Mother Nature sure knows what she’s doing.
So now of course I’m in full on spring fever mode. Flipping through the Burpee catalogue and trying to figure out what seeds I want to start and when. I also could no longer resist the temptation and bought these:
Now my whole house smells like spring.
Speaking of the garden – you know what’s dangerous? There’s a liquor store right next to my new gym. Even more dangerous than that is the Dairy Queen in the same plaza. But the most dangerous of all? To get to the Dairy Queen/liquor store/gym I have to walk past the place that I buy all of my plants. Something tells me by mid-May I’ll be brining a flat of flowers home with me every time I work out. So far all they have are bulbs:
Dexter also has a massive case of spring fevor:
He’s responding by chewing anything he can get at. We had to have the “chewing up knitting needles is the fastest way back to the pound” conversation again. That was fun. So last week my brother and I took both our dogs to Edgewater Marina (it’s pretty much closed for the season. We were the only ones there) and let ‘em run:
They really like going to the marina…
And I’m just as happy that it’s finally spring.