Not Spring Yet!

   I am pushing it.  I am pushing it far too early.  Three days ago, I had the grand idea of taking all of the plants out of the greenhouse.  It was warm!  We were expecting rain!  I had loads of hope and lots of energy!  Then...only after I took every last plant out of its toasty-warm setting, did I look at the weather forecast.  Uh, oh!  So much for the arrival of spring.  That afternoon, I put every last plant back into the greenhouse.  The rains came, the temperatures dropped and the plants were in their happy place under the heat lamps.

  This morning, I still felt the need to wander about the place before daybreak.  My usual hike to the pier was a no-go since a thick layer of frost made it a bit treacherous.  Being the only one awake at that time, I knew better than to go slippin' and slidin' on the pier boards.  If I went headfirst over the edge into that bayou mud, no one would ever know.  My rescue would have been late-coming so I played it safe and puttered around the Small Gardens.  

  While I knew it was cold out, imagine my surprise in finding ice in the birdbath!  Just twenty-four hours earlier, I was cleaning it while wearing a t-shirt.  No, the whole thing was frozen!  At least, it looked pretty!  Now, as our fickle weather mandates, we are to be in a "warming trend" and by midweek have our low temps near seventy degrees....yep, low temps!  Personally, I wish it would hang in the forties for a bit longer but weather is one of those things that does just the opposite of what we wish.