Boy-yoy-yoy-yoing!! That’s the sound of spring springing. The vernal equinox has arrived fo sho. We’ve had record warmth and the only traces of snow to be found are the larger piles left by snowplows or other removal projects. It’s a little ridiculous. The college students are frolicking about the quad in their shorts and tank tops, tossing frisbees and footballs with full abandon. Meanwhile, on the home front, the warm weather has coaxed the garlic up from its wintry slumber.
With spring comes the first birthday of our granddaughter. She and her parents are vacationing in sunny Florida this week, which might not be as warm as it has been here since Monday. However, our walking iris houseplant celebrated her birthday by popping open a record-breaking 5 blossoms!
It has gotten very close to 80°F every day since Monday. Officially a heat wave, no? Last weekend was when it started. The temp rose into the 50s and 60s. Saturday I took the Fuji down from its winter spot hanging upside down in the garage. Gave it a little cleaning and lube, air in the tires, etc.
There were lots of folks out riding bicycles last Sunday, and tons of motorcycles too. It was perfect riding weather. My departure was slightly delayed by a dead iPhone. So I rode around the block for an hour to let it charge up. I needed to take it with me both for safety (in case I crashed and died) and as a camera. You never know when you might see something interesting. Which is why I’m not the best cycling partner for ‘serious’ cyclists. Plus I ride too slow. But I try to ride far. I might have overdone it a little for the first ride of the season, tired, but not sore the next day.
This week of freakish warmth is due to end soon. But we’ve installed the screens already. All the seed orders have arrived and soon the greenhouse will be filling with seedlings. Have to figure out where to plant the sprouting potatoes and onions (to be planted for seed) pretty soon. Also need to figure out how we’re going to be discouraging the deer this year. They wrecked our brassicas and peppers last year, the bastards.