Shortly after seeing this yesterday on the forest floor, I noticed plenty of others opening up. But this was the first. Spring is full of firsts. The first day that it's warmer outside than inside the house (today). The first day you leave the house without even bringing a jacket along with you. The first time you think about what might be happening in the garden ... and what you might need to do out there. For me, that first was last weekend. I wondered whether the rhubarb, the asparagus, the horseradish etc. were coming back, yet or at all. When I went to look, I found big piles of leaves covering the beds. I started to clear them off, but was too lazy to continue. Perhaps I rationalized that because of the deep freeze we were expected to have later in the week it would be better to leave the beds covered up with leaves. And so they remain that way although today it's 75 degrees and into the foreseeable future it will be warm. I guess I'll have to revert to last year's strategy when I discovered that if I just got up and went straight out to the garden to piddle around for a bit, all sorts of work got done out there with really very little effort! It seems that the most effort needed for tasks such as gardening -- actually pretty much any task -- is the effort required to even start. So much energy is wasted thinking about what should be done. The dread of starting is completely exhausting and so out of proportion to the actual accomplishment of the task itself. Oh well, for now the leaves continue to lie piled high on my garden beds.
Gorgeous capture, I am still dealing with snow and cold. I am getting tired of the snow. Tomorrow is Maple Sunday and thinking it might be messy walking around the sugarhouses.
