It’s already the first day of spring and I haven’t planted the peas. Usually March 15th is my target day. All that wonderful snow was sure fun in December – and again in February – for sledding with the grandbabies through the pasture; that wonderful snow also kept me from clearing the stubble from the garden beds. This weekend was time to start catching up. The eight baby calves watched me working from their beds in the hay. Working in the garden helps me think. What a life!