Well, the week got away from me. I meant to post before now, I REALLY did! But, I did not. A blink, a wish, I don't know. The week as gone by....
March is here. The start of spring, or so I thought. However, temps in the 40's have given way to the single digits, and our poor chickens are back to shivering in their coop. I, however, think that I am adjusting to the temps - a thought made obvious by the fact that I continue, dispite efforts to the contrary, to leave my coat in the car. Oh well.
Last weekend, I racked my second batch of hard cider, and I wonder if it might be ready by the end of tax season. I hope so - it would add to the celebration. A celebration that is a bit odd, I am realizing. See, my children have begun referring to the end of tax season as if it was a holiday to rival Christmas. Easter is has gone by the wayside, and my coming birthday does not get a thought. But, the end of tax season? Oh yes - they are excited :)
This coming weekend, I hope to start some seeds for the garden. Onions, sweet peas, broccoli...delicious delights. I ordered the seeds when grass could be seen in the dead of winter. Now that spring is around the corner, and snow is here, I am not feeling enthused yet. But, action will bring reaction, and the inside spurt of gardening will be a delightful rousing event.
Can you tell I am looking forward to the warmer days?