18 Days... Not That I Am Counting or Anything

There are eighteen (18) days until the First Day of Spring on March 20th.

I saw a robin over the weekend in my crabapple tree (Rumba saw it first and went nuts, so I had to check it out).

The piles of snow are growing shorter and there is a circle devoid of snow around the base of the oak tree. The grass isn't exactly "green" but it isn't totally brown either. Squirrels are frolicking about and stealing food from the bird feeders again.

The seed catalogs have been arriving in the mail almost non-stop which makes me dream of seedlings and sunshine. How to start seeds in a house with a high-energy kitten? There are gardens sleeping under the snow. Garden plots that need to be cleaned and re-arranged - plants needs thinning out, some need to be removed altogether and moved to areas where they might do better, the veggie bed needs to be raised another level (it wasn't deep enough last year the roots didn't developed as they should have)... so much to do. So much I want to do!

Beyond the garden plots are the shutters to be painted, the green icky stuff blasted off of the sidling (looks like algae but what IS it?) and that shed is falling apart so do I repair it or just paint it and hope no one can tell from the street?

I adore Spring... so much promise. New beginnings just waiting to be discovered.

SO HURRY UP AND GET HERE ALREADY!!!

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