Most of the snow from last Friday's never-ender is gone, I can walk the yard in my slippers (who knew that was a benchmark?), and thanks to thinking ahead, I know my arbitrary deadline of Friday for the Adirondack chairs to be installed will be met. I will hammock-install, too.
There are four or five dozen croci in the yard already, witnesseth this one little stand of them waiting for the sun.
Daffodil leaves have peeked through, and there are baby puffballs, in wait since October to be puffed.