From the time I first started planting perennials, which was a good 25 years ago, early spring, I think, has always been my favorite time of year. At least for the first few warm days and then I start begging for summer or at least consistently warm weather.
Yesterday was soil turning day. I didn't actually turn the soil, what I did was pull off the brush and scrub and other things I allowed to grow over the soil last fall. I raked some and sat in the wet earth some and crawled around until my jeans were caked with mud and I was still warm because the sun was out.
I started in the perennial flower beds and found the shasta daisies and peonies and cone flowers and a few things I can't remember poking up under the leaves. While I was clearing Marty Kat was digging furiously and I realize I've got an entire commune of critters. Interesting. Every year there are invasive things that pop up everywhere and I don't know what they are until later. Last year it was Jewel weed. This year it is stinging nettles (my own fault for nurturing the mother plant last year but medicinally they are a very useful plant to have around)and something I don't recognize.
Within the deer proof(ish) fence I grazed on cilantro and oregano and munched on chives and spring onions. I had a deep, meaningful, spiritual and philosophical discussion with the strawberries about respecting personal space and boundaries and then realized it was pointless. The onions and catnip, which are being invaded by the strawberries have about as much respect for personal space as a tomato loving slug. So never mind that. I'll have to be ruthless like El. I know I can do this especially after last year's tomato forest debacle.
I don't think I'm going to till this year. I think I'm going to turn with the shovel because the earth is black and deep and easy to turn. I have my first calluses and when I cleaned the chicken coop (and ate the first green egg (yes, I cooked it) I messed my winter hands up good and here we go....
I'd have taken pictures but I think the memory card is stuck in the docking station at work. I'll try to remember to bring it home.
Happy, happy, happy spring.