I know it’s just the last couple of days of winter, but it’s too soon for the weather to be this beautiful, isn’t it?
The day was so nice that I spent a couple of hours out on my hammock, finishing The Hunger Games. It’s not that I’m complaining, but I hate to see winter end when we’ve not really had any winter weather. If this isn’t the mildest winter we’ve had in the last 8 years, it’s close to it. I started to think I was back in Las Vegas.
I took a tour of my garden, and I have tulips and other, unidentified bulbs coming up everywhere. I planted them so late last year that I thought of it more as a burial than a planting, but they survived and are coming up strong. The fruit trees are budding, too, there’s even a flower on one of them.
I hope that this mild winter doesn’t mean a hot summer is coming. I’ll do my best to enjoy what we’ve got right now and try not to worry about what is on its way.