At long last Spring

Spring at last. Saturday was glorious and I did battle with the garden. And immediately realized how much I had underestimated the amount of yardwork I have to do. I really should have started earlier. But that's OK. It's the one household "chore" I don't mind. I hate cleaning house, but I could spend all day in the garden, especially when the weather is so beautiful and the birds are singing and the bulbs are poking up through the warming earth.