We were back out in the gnarly woods again yesterday.
We broke out the chain saws and had at it with a couple of smaller trees that had died last winter.
The Mister cut and I hauled and stacked as usual. I didn't even use a cart today. If the neighbors had looked out and saw me slinging those big logs around they probably thought I was Wonder Woman or something. Truth be told, logs from dead trees don't weigh much at all. It was easy work. I was very proud of my pile.
It was another beautiful day. The sky was so blue. The giant trees are already budding at the top.
Pup comes out with us but I keep her bundled up in her stroller. 40 degrees is fine when you're working but it's chilly when you are just sitting still. I am also nervous about our big birds of prey. She might make a tasty meal to one of those ginourmous eagles I see from time to time out back. I'm not taking any chances.
Well, hello.......look who's in bloom already. My camellia is covered in buds.
The crocus are also up. I was really surprised at this until......
.....I saw the daffodils. What on earth?
Holy cow, even the bulbs in my pots are peeking out.
Dad's potted Black-eyed Susan has been slowly coming back to life for weeks now. I guess someone is saying winter is a lost cause. I hope not. I'm still hoping for some snow.
After the cutting and hauling we took off to the beach to let Pup stretch her legs. There were barefoot girls eating pizza on the sand which seemed like a very good idea at the time. This winter is just crazy.