Isn’t it amazing how Mother Nature can slip one up on us? The recent example of her action during the middle of February is proof that we can’t fool her even if we sometimes think we can.
Who would have thought there would be snow on the ground on Valentine’s Day? No planting of lettuce seeds on that day no matter that it was the old timer’s habit. Do you remember when lettuce planting was the first gardening event of the year? I’d bet that quarter some old-timers remember those days. The plot was ready, wasn’t it? It had been prepared by a guy who came with a horse, a plow and a harrow and everything was ready to go (make that grow). Plant that lettuce.
Gardening then wasn’t affected by what we now call … what was it called? Oh, yeah. It’s called climate change. But the climate has always been changing; that was called seasonal. There were usually a couple of snows every winter, not three or four winters without them, but how about a couple of big ice storms? … and there were always robins returning … whoa, wasn’t the prediction they would arrive the first week in March?
Our backyard was alive with the red-breasted birds during the last week of February. Only for about a half-hour. Did they fly back south to Decatur? Guess we’ll just call them early birds. They must have brought with them the first yellow crocus blossoms which appeared the day after