Sunday, May 1, 2011
On this first day of May we woke up to snow. Our shovels had already drifted up into the attic. Our push-mower was almost ready to be pushed. The robins were doing their thing. Asparagus was sending up second-year spear clusters. Some late-fall spinach was almost ready for a spring harvest. But this morning, old man winter returned for a cold and windy encore performance. I am not applauding, nor do I plan on getting down any shovels for the obligatory clearing. Fortunately, we covered our plants with pails and top-rocks after hearing the bleak forecast. Luckily, our snow is measured in inches rather than feet (as the western part of our state was dealing with blizzard conditions).