That is the sound of my little toes - beating a frustrated rhythm as I wait for the snow to melt and my garden to emerge. When They predicted rain yesterday, I was so hopeful! Until the rain turned out to be the big, white, fluffy kind. Sigh.
I have plans to start my rhubarb seeds this weekend, since I might go mad if I don't start something...but it is too early to start anything else. The way this spring is inching in, I won't be able to get out there and dig until June. Maybe this is the Universe's way of warming me up for Minniesoda life, right Mama Pea?
I had a bunch of fun things planned for tomorrow, but woke up with a massive head cold (I ignored all the warning signs and didn't head it off) this morning and had to cancel most of it. The only thing left on the agenda is my neighbor's 80th birthday party. That should be tame enough not to send me into a tail spin. Then Sunday I pick up my chicks from N (and squeeze in a few more minutes of snorgling). I had hoped to get a start on barn cleaning, but we will see if my head holds up. Or if I can hold up my head.
Not much else is going on. I continue to monitor the wiener dog - he injured his back over a week ago and has been on meds and house arrest. Those little doxies - with spines like suspension bridges. He has been pretty good about it, but yesterday brought a new wrinkle: he is having trouble with a front paw in that it knuckles over and he tends to drag it a bit. I called my vet yesterday, who was out of town so I got his partner. Or, rather, I got the receptionist who was the go-between, keeping me on hold forever. This did not impress me whatsoever. Apparently, my vet called in this morning because I have had three calls from the office - two from techs and one from 'herself'. I am still not impressed. But I have to think of the little laddie.
I decided to spare you and not include pictures - most especially of the chicken yard where, as the glacier slowly recedes, a vast amount of 'dog bombs' are emerging. Let's see, three dogs times twice a day, times 603 days...... Time to dust off the hazmat suit.