|Don't come up yet, daffodils!|
|I keep expecting to see these two little furbabies around...|
|one of those beak, wintery days|
|trying to dig out the roots of the small birch clump|
|The local robins volunteered to clean up my winterberries for me.|
I have to admit that at this point I am rather afraid to even look in my greenhouse, unsure of what I might find in there after all the tomato and pepper plants were abandoned and left to fend for themselves for the winter.
I should probably get on that.