Yes, our temperature could again drop into the 30s tonight. But other than that, the signs of spring are all around us. The two surviving branches on the willow outside Sydney's window are sprouting small green leaves. I'm not sure why the deer spared these two limbs. They decimated the rest of the plant.
Other evidence that we can finally bid winter goodbye... I've been able to leave my potted plants out overnight - two nights in a row - without fear of frost.
Across the street, our neighbor is again practicing his golf swing in the front yard. His wife has given me strict orders to tattle if I catch him doing anything but putts. Apparently his faulty aim has led to tensions with some of our neighbors.
In the backyard, Jeff and I are looking the other way. The grass is actually in need of mowing, but it will likely be mid-next week before either of us has a chance to tackle it.
Beyond the backyard fence, I've discovered a new crop of rocks breaking through the clay, pushed up by the frost. Now if only I could spend some quality time with a shovel and dig them up before the weeds grow taller and hide them from sight. AJ doesn't seem to share Mommy's addiction to rock collecting this year. I wonder if I could interest Sydney...
Quick update: I knew I was tempting fate when I wrote the above blog entry last night. This morning, snowflakes hit the windshield as I drove the kids to daycare. AJ demanded, "Why is it snowing out?" I answered, "I think God is teasing us."
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