Today I started the Master Gardener training program at the extension office. It was a full day with classes running from 9 'till 2. The class is a good size, but not huge. I think it will be a fun group of people. I've wanted to become a MG for a number of years and finally signed up. Stay tuned for updates.
After several bitter cold days, it has warmed up enough that the snow is melting fast. The dogs and I went to check on happenings in the yard. The garlic seems to be okay- both early and late.
And the daffodils are shivering and huddled together, but holding their own. Think warm thoughts! And Luna, who I believe is jet-propelled, ran faster-than-the-speed-of-light loops around all the bushes and other stationary objects. You know, just 'cause.
Just a couple days ago, it was warm and lovely outside. As the dogs and I walked the yard I saw that the flower bulbs were shooting up. And the late season garlic was finally making an appearance. I suppose it is the gardeners curse to spend every late winter thinking spring was surely on the doorstep. The night before last it snowed. Just a little. And by midday it was all but gone. I was hopeful that was all we would see of the forecast snow storm. Not so, silly gardener! This picture of the barn (which is really a shed that the former owner built to look like a barn- this is still suburbia after all) doesn't really reflect how much snow is out there. The barn is in a sheltered part of the yard. In order to take this picture, I opened a window that sits above the sunroom. Snow tumbled in the window when I opened it, it had drifted that high on the sunroom roof. I love snow. The dogs love snow. But I am still itchin' to plant things in the ground...