It reached almost 80°F this afternoon, and—even with the time change—I can’t believe it’s March (in Michigan).
The sunshine tempted The Botanist out, where he perched on the broad redwood-board steps and surveyed his terrain—especially the garden between the lawn and the fence, and the maize-stubbled field beyond. The rich soil is now banded with weeds—need to get those turned under…tomorrow?—and think about what veggies to plant….
15 March 2012 at 10:42 am
Glad to see your Dad was able to enjoy the sunshine! Don’t spoil his view by leaving those weeds above ground for too long. Love, Pooh