I would garden but for the snow

Okay, you remember how I said a few entries ago that it was spring? Ha! Ha, I say! I drove out to Shannon's yesterday afternoon and it started snowing on the way. Snow! On the second of May! Harrumph. It was only in the 50s today, and is only supposed to be in the low 70s by the weekend. 70s is fine, particularly compared with snow. For that matter, 50s is fine if the alternative is snow. But, c'mon.... it's May!

I drove to Shannon's yesterday to drop off some hostas that I dug up. I'm clearing out some of the landscaping in the backyard so I can plant some veggies there. Assuming it ever warms up enough to plant things, that is.

Oh, I have grand plans for our backyard. Herbs and vegetables everywhere! I want to put in a lovely little sweet-smelling garden in the back with a swing and a pond with wee fishies in it. (Not that I will actually do the pond part, with a little monkey running around.) I want to put in a brick or stone path next to our deck and dig up a bunch of the grass around it and plant herbs there. I want to do so much that I think I could uproot the entire backyard and plant things in it.

Reality is I know I won't see most of those dreams happen. Not this year anyway. Baby steps. My goals for this year include the veggies in the back of the yard and some sort of herb garden around the deck. And maybe that stone path, too. And... well, that's probably more than enough to tackle for one summer. Maybe.