I know there have been other signs of spring…. Robins and purple crocus flowers and even a few warm days here and there. But this is the real deal.
Rasputin the evil groundhog showed up on my deck today. He burrows underneath (and in fact lives down there all winter, I think) until he decides I’ve probably started planting in my garden. Then he pokes up that pointy little nose and sniffs out whatever succulent shoots can can scarf up while no one is watching. He’s early this time; nothing is in the ground yet. Last year he nipped off every single broccoli plant except one. There was just that single lonely head of broccoli when the plant grew up, staring around wondering why none of its friends made it to adulthood.
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