Winter has hightailed it out of town.
This little Wooly Bear must of known something after all. With temps in the 60's and 70's, and sunshine to boot, don't be surprised if the spring peepers sing happy this weekend. I love warm air and sunshine, but this could wreak havoc on the maple sugaring season. When trees bud the sap stops running.
Might be time to think about gardening (seeds ordered), peddling (bikes in for their tune up), paddling (canoe ready and waiting)... painting the house (now where did my best friend go?).
It's a lunch at the picnic table kind of day. And just for grins, I'm tossing a handful of spinach seeds into the garden.