It snowed all day. And the wind blew eleventy bijillion miles an hour. My kids wore their snow jackets on the forced march that was the end result of hours of indoor "play" (read: house demolition). And, to cap it all off, my schedule CLEARLY states that on Mondays at 11:00 am we will be having OUTdoor playtime with emphasis on gardening. Please excuse me, but my routine is very important. I spent a lot of time on it and it is fundamentally sound and it really irritates me when it get casually discarded because of a 23 degree wind chill on March 25th.
So, we improvised. Actually, they improvised...I was too busy seething and almost missed it.
So, even though March still has teeth and my garden ground breaking is frighteningly behind, we manage to tuck at least a smidge of blossom into a most blustery day.