The weather this year has been incredible. No sooner than I spread the seed in the east pasture it started to sprout.
And every spring bulb and shrub is blooming a full month or so ahead of schedule. I am normally still in the planning phase of gardening, but instead we spent part of the weekend pulling weeds in the raised beds and spreading compost. In March. In Indiana. The frost date around here is, like what, May?
I feel like we’ve been sprinting to catch up with spring. The rest of the weekend we spent cleaning out the barn and coop, both major operations. Now if visitors stop by I feel I should take them there. Both places are far cleaner than the inside of the house.
Next on the list is shearing. As well as having the vet visit to give the boys their little procedures.
“Gulp. Um, what exactly is a procedure,” asks Frankie?
“Trust me little buddy, you don’t want to know.”