Walking Continues

This Bewick's Wren sang to me yesterday showing me where the pair had decided to nest this year. It sang again this morning as I finished my work. One misty moisty morning when cloudy was the weather I met with an old man a-clothed all in leather He was clothed all in leather with a cap beneath his chin Singing how do you do and how do you do and how do you do again. ~ Steeleye Span I set aside this morning to try and get the garden clean-up finished. It's been damp - a fine mist since early this morning. Grabbing a fleece vest and sheers I decided to work until I needed to stop (too wet/too cold/too sore/ too tired whatever).  This is spring break. It's only 10 days since my last post and a bit shocking how much needs to be done - still. I have removed 9 contractors trash bags full of clippings from the garden and off to a friend's old quarry.* I've planted a great deal of the vegetable garden (and replanted a little**). The little sprouts popping up all over about

I f you have a garden and a library,  you have everything you need.  – Marcus Tullius Cicero I was supposed to be hiking this weekend, but crashed and burned - allergies or 24 hour bug or something. So the hike was cancelled and I got a great deal of rest. It's been great. Clearly I need to pace myself more. So my dishes aren't done and clothes still need to be folded. But the garden needed work - trimming and planting. I've been doing it in bits and pieces... I'd picked up some onions, tomatoes, a Serrano, a cucumber, some seed potatoes, chard, collards, and some flowers during the week. Yeah, yeah, yeah...I know. It's too early to plant. Or it's too late. It is really almost impossible to tell considering the crazy weather we have been having (freezes followed by 80 degree weather). [Last year I had scheduled a couple of trips* and so I hesitated to plant and missed whatever window we had - climate change being what it is (CHAOS). But I planted anyway and had