How was your week? Were you able to get outside and play in the dirt?

I heard from so many of you sharing your gardening exploits last weekend. We love seeing your photos and hearing from you. Keep writing in! I do my best to respond to everyone.

We had a miserable week here weather-wise. It was cold and rainy. There were several occasions when I looked out my window, and it was sleeting.

Around Wednesday, I gave up, covered everything planted in the garden with a thick layer of straw and left it covered. It hardly seemed worth the energy to go out and uncover everything only to have to cover it up again at sundown. 

I got lots of reading and tea-drinking done.

But now, the extended forecast looks good, and we will have some truly beautiful spring weather.

I went out to the garden this morning, while everything was still covered with dew, and started pulling back the layers of straw.

Everything is hale and hearty, deep emerald green and (most importantly) safe and sound. Even the pepper plants I managed to “kill” the other week are bouncing back with new growth. 

I removed the heavy plastic cover from our polytunnel with the intent of folding it up for the season and replacing it with the lighter fabric cover.

In doing so, I managed to dump a pool of shockingly cold water onto my feet. My footwear of choice this morning?  

Sigh.

Any family members reading this right now will be grinning and shaking their heads knowingly. It’s a very “me” thing to do.

I squished around the garden finishing up my chores, and now both socks and my hippie sandals are drying in the sunshine on the deck.

Yes, it seems spring is well and truly here in central Pennsylvania. My Sweetie hung up the hummingbird feeders, and there were visitors already. Ma Robin is feeding her (terribly ugly) babies in her nest at the corner of the workshop. The violets are starting to open up. And a walk in the woods this morning yielded a handful of morels. 
 

Pinch me.