Here are some beautiful spring pictures of our little brick house:
You can almost see my tulips there in the...oh, wait...nevermind, they are under two inches of snow.
I almost planted my grape vines this last weekend, but decided against it. I almost planted my tomatoes; almost ignored the advice of the locals who have warned that we must wait until Memorial Day to plant warm weather crops. I have been trying to be responsible post surgery though, and decided to wait until the full six weeks had passed. But surely I could plant one plat without overdoing it...
In the last picture, you can almost see the lump that was once my basil. It is now hiding, black and dead under that snow right in the bend of this flower bed. *sigh*
In August when it is 104 degrees, I am going to look back on this time with longing, I'm sure.
Right now though, I am cursing the cold, the snow, the lack of a greenhouse, and blackened basil.