Spring comes late to the Black Hills, but it is impossible to suppress the signs! We’re starting to think about planting, and have a large, beautiful garden to plant in. Back in Illinois, our garden was probably a quarter of the size of this one, pretty crowded, and (due to insufficient fencing) often fell victim to the local squirrel, rabbit, and coon populations.

Already we’re seeing some pansies, hyacinths, and a smattering of frost-bitten daffodils and tulips. They were a little over-eager, I suppose.

Looking forward to seeing what else comes up in our new garden. Gotta love new dirt to play in. Or to watch my mom and sister play in.