The tulips and peonies in the backyarden are starting to push their way out through the ice layer, but I worry every time. I know they won't get hurt, but they are in no place to face what Chicagoans face on days like this: a high of 27 degrees F and snow... albeit, snow that wasn't allowed to stick too bad. It's gross, people!
Meanwhile, over there in OREGON, it's sunny, and things are starting to grow. Their frost date is coming up and I wanna be there for it. I want to put something outside and water it. I want to turn compost in a field, not in a silly rubermaid container. I want to put up deer fencing. I want to breathe super oxygen and do some landscaping. It will happen.
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