As you've probably noticed, our winter isn't usually ready to let go when spring pops up on the calendar. When March 20th rolls around, it signals little more than a growing anxiousness that someday (soon?) all this winter stuff will be behind us. It's not until mid May, when the ice goes out and wildflowers start to bloom that it really, truly start to appear to be spring like the rest of the world knows the season.
This second spring seems to spark productivity. It's hard to resist the allure of the outdoors when you can run around in a t-shirt and play in the dirt.
We were meant to be out on a canoe trip this past week, but the late ice out and my absence earlier in the month hampered planning. So instead we spent Andy's vacation time last week at home . . . building this monstrosity.
Other "late spring" chores got done too. The boat is in, the perennial beds are mostly weeded, the shed has been cleaned out.