Before the violets and dandelions bloom, comes a bit of green, the 'winter' onions are about 4 inches high. The chives are pushing up stems also. If we want some color in our scrambled eggs or potato soup it's available now. It's not daffodils, alas, but thankfully it's not snow.
We are turning the thermostat all the way down and opening the back door. With the back door open the dogs have access to the yard. I no longer need to spend as much time opening/closing the door for them. Gosh, I don't know what I'll do with all the time I'll have now.
I confess, I am raking the yard. Just a little 3 x 3 spot or so at a time. However, I will not be hastened to uncover the perennials on the south side of the house. It always snows at least once after the robins arrive; I don't put any faith in it being snowless until the first week of April. No harm is done leaving the plants covered until then.
No hurry this year anyway. I need to move my compost heaps this spring. I will move them and distribute the compost. In the new location they can be refilled.
I see people in the fall raking up every single leaf in their yards and putting them in bags for the garbage men to pick up. Then in the spring these same people go out and spread fertilizer in the places where they raked up the leaves. I'd like to see people run a lawn mower over the leaves at least once before they rake. That would return a little bit of sustenance to the earth.
Why they cannot work with Nature instead of against her, I don't understand.
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