The weather is picture perfect. My son is digging another asparagus bed. I have planted peas and will soon be outside to plant spinach and lettuce.
This is a crazy-making time of year. So much to do! So little time to do it!
My son declared war on our bishop's weed, and that meant I had to dig up and replant hundreds of daffodils -- and there is still about a hundred to go. It would have been better to do all the replanting last fall, but when hard labor is offered (a one-foot-deep trench around the contaminated area), the wise gardener does not refuse.
At the bird feeder, rose-breasted grosbeaks and evening grosbeaks are back. The first time the evening grosbeaks came, my husband (who didn't know much about birds at the time) came into the house shouting, "There's a flock of birds in the front yard. I think they are parrots!" They do have large beaks...
Thanks for stopping by. I've added a post spring my blog page, Roots and Leaves.