We've all heard of 'snowbirds' . . . those people who live in northern climates and go south in the winter to avoid the snow. That doesn't appeal to me in the least, because I love snow and the winter time. But, if I could, I'd readily become a 'mudbird' and go to an area of the country that was dry and free of mud in the spring time.
I don't like mud. I don't like the drab coloration of our scenery in the spring. (If the truth were to be told, we don't actually have much of a spring season up here in northeastern Minnesota. We tend to go from late winter into summer. Even our 'spring' flowers don't bloom until June.)
Chives are always the first outdoor plant to show any signs of greening up. I couldn't help myself today. I went out and raked the dead foliage away from my chive plants and look what I found. New growth!
This is my pumpkin patch. It is super-saturated with water. Why wouldn't it be? The snow just melted off of it yesterday.
Here are our eight rows of strawberry plants. Still covered with the winter mulch blanket but nearly free of snow now.
Most of the raised garden beds have recently been exposed to the sunlight. They will dry out very quickly and if I can keep them sufficiently warmed with cold frames on top, I can plant some early seeds that don't mind cool weather. Like salad greens (oh, that sounds so good!), spinach, chard, radishes, etc. Not that I mean I can do that right away. I'll have to restrain myself for a least another month.
Enough of the pond ice has melted that this pair of Shetland geese has been taking a bath every day now. It must feel wonderful after a bath-less winter. You can see the two wild Mallard ducks in the background. They are a pair that are the very first to arrive each year.
Doesn't Mrs. Shetland look like she's enjoying her spa treatment to the utmost?
Our weather forecast is for 'icy rain' tonight and tomorrow morning but this afternoon we'll enjoy as much warm weather as we can get. Maybe some of the dreaded mud will even dry up.
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