Sunday, and today
The warmup continues here. The heat is off, and it was in the low 60s last night at the time supper was ready to be eaten: I was seriously tempted to set up a table outside.
Front to back: Maggie, Pauline and Bloody Beatrice working the Three Sisters beds
Everyone is stir-crazy. All the chickens escaped their pen and–don’t knock the bird-brain–ran right into the garden 100′ away. I had no idea they were out, and, rounding the corner to see the garden, I thought I’d been hit by a plague of rabbits or something. Nope; just chickens. Worms are easily found below the mulch on the tops of the raised beds.
You know, though, it’s lots easier to get your chores done when you can actually feel your fingers. I got lots of outdoor work done (fence-fixing, repairing the coop door, compost-turning) and it felt really great. Surely this warm weather won’t last, but it was nice to visit.