Today warmed into the middle 60s. I went out with no particular plan in mind - just wanting to see how warm it was and what it felt like.
I ended up picking up small branches that the storms had knocked from the trees, pulling a few weeds from the garden spot, and noticing dozens of divots in the yard where squirrels were digging for food. I checked for signs of life on the shrubs, and saw that the deer had chomped another small branch from the fig tree. I suspect they would have demolished the whole tree if we didn't have some wire tomato cages strategically placed around it.
I ended up beneath the big tulip poplars on the east side of the house, pulling up English ivy. We had taken it out several years ago, but it has gradually crept back. It was easy pulling - the ground wet and soft from the recently melted snow. I disturbed a nest of small ants that were streaming around under the leaf litter. Pulling up the ivy disturbed the earth, releasing the rich smell of humus.
It was a very pleasant way to spend the middle of the afternoon and connect with the gathering, wakening life of spring that will soon be bursting forth.
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