As our snow turns to patches and growing greens peek up, the joy of a white covered mountain, the views, and the skiers’ delights turn to thoughts of spring. We creak our bones as we rake a few leaves and study what we need to do next to get our outdoors into shape. Don’t plant! The soil must be 50 degrees. The gardener’s column advised to go pull some weeds to put us ahead of the game. I think that is where I left off last fall. I am going back in the house to wait for some more spring things to happen. I guess I will take up blogging again.