My ears are burning. Besides the freezing gusts of wind from the North that are re-spreading my finally (sigh) raked leaf piles, I am fully cognizant that the groundhog saw his shadow. I believe in this stuff you know? If the weatherman can’t seem to get it right, believe in the cute ground critter and folklore to predict the coming few weeks. It’s COLD. In anticipation of our last frost date, (May 1) I’ve started my first little seedlings of a garden inside. Sitting in what was once my darkroom sink sit 5 trays of spring starts that thanks to a warm heating pad are growing much too fast and furious for their small clod cubicles.
Solved: For the past week, I’ve been wondering who’s been farting around the house. Timothy and Justice have had to take the constant questioning and my poor cats decided to take safe haven elsewhere. Learned the hard way that septic tanks do get full to the brim! With all of the rain we’ve had, my leach field was too saturated to take the overflow and excess grey water. Luckily for me one phone call and a couple of hours was thankfully all it took yesterday to remedy the stinker.
Banana slug Benjamin has been set free. Yesterday when I prodded him in his Lucite condo, he didn’t move or extrude his protective slime. I felt bad. It’s been two weeks of captivity in a one cubic foot rectangle. After popping the top off his cell an hour later he came back to life. I’m going to monitor him like a condor in my geraniums. If he makes it to my ferns he’s gonna go back to jail.
Damn it’s still cold. Thinking about the outside work to be done. The Momma Hawk is yelling at her two children of last year to get out of the nest and her territory. It’s sunny and bright outside, the squirrels are stealing straw from the shed, crows are laughing up in the big oak tree, Canada geese are flocking South, and my chickens are scratching away at the baby earwigs in my dahlia beds. I guess I’d better go see what’s going on.

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