The first chorus frog
creaked its spring call from the woods Wednesday and the first male
hazel catkins softened into bloom. Meanwhile, Kayla and I spent the
afternoon with our hands sunk deep into the soil, preparing a bed for
spring lettuce and mulching some overlooked garlic. In fact, it was so
warm that even Huckleberry came out to help with our garden tasks.
But I won't be planting
lettuce (or peas) quite yet. Even though I mark February 2 as the first
outside planting of the year, I play the actual date by ear, keeping an
eye on the weather and on soil temperatures.
With temperatures due to plummet today and to stay below freezing for
the foreseeable future, I opted to simply lay down some dark-colored
compost and erect quick hoops to continue heating the lettuce-bed soil,
but to keep my seeds inside where they can stay warm and dry.
Good thing too since our farm looked very different 22 hours later! Fingers sure do get chilly when you cut scionwood in the snow.