It's finally really spring. Not so much based on calendar date which hits sometime in heartbreakingly cold March, or temperatures- which are notoriously fickle. It's spring in the sense that we saw our first red winged blackbird. I know most people believe robins are the harbingers of all things warm and sunny and I did too, until I moved up here. My husband firmly believes that robins are lying bastards. They'll stand in three feet of snow, with more coming down, and chirp merrily to you about spring. Lying. Bastards. Red winged blackbirds are a lot more reliable, at least in these parts. So seeing one is always exciting, because it means that we start to believe that winter is finally behind us.
One of the big projects this year was putting in more fruit trees. We have a big open space on one side of the driveway and it needed filled with something more useful than grass for the deer. Adam has dreams about a "Field of Pie", so we added 14 new apple and peach trees, taking the space from this:
To this:
We had a little help from Schnicklefritz:
We also got two blueberry bushes planted, so it's a good start for pie. And the tomato plants are going crazy, although I'm having much less luck with my peppers. I'm not sure that it's warm enough, even with a grow light and heating mat.
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