well, thank god there are 2 of us writing here (or supposedly) or the dry spells on this blog would more or less extinguish all life.

so, it's March. ahhhh...March. Undoubtedly the crappiest month of the year. It seems long, even though its' no longer than January, May, July, August, September, October or December. But ask anyone who lives in Maine or any other winter-retarded state, and they'll most likely complain about the unnecessary length of March. The smart (and flush) people leave at this time of year. It also helps if you have a friend or relative who is flush, or thought in advance many, many years ago when things were cheap, and purchased some habitable dwelling in a warm locale. Preferably near a beach.

Ok, so i started this entry weeks ago. But, no change. It's still March and it's still cold. Colder than usual in March, which is saying something. Even last year when we got snow into the second week of April, there were still some great mild days in March. Not so this year. I listened in on the first part of a maple sap tapping workshop this past weekend, and the guy said that up north they have 6-7 feet of snow on the ground and are having to dig out all their tapping lines to hook them up. We're talking thousands of lines. Not fun.

What is fun is getting the garden process going! Yes, even in the frigid temps, the seed starting must go on. Sprouting in the office under lights we have broccoli, cauliflower, onions and leeks. I'm waiting on 2 trays of shallots. Just those little plants make the office so hot and humid! I spent a couple hours at a cafe last week doing up a calendar of all our planting times. Supposedly this week i'm starting chard and head lettuce and peppers. The field is still so frozen, it's hard to get think we could be transplanting within a month, but it does happen. Gotta get my guy, Dana, back out here to turn the ground under and find a decent manure source. I have no idea what we're in for in terms of soil quality down there but... at least we got a winter cover crop in.

in other news... lost another bird today :( Our lovely Rare, the white Delaware, appears to have been picked off somewhere near the spring. Maybe a hawk or eagle? They've dive bombed in the past. So sad. Raelin keeps asking where she might be. Though dying and hunted birds are not new for her, she is particularly attached to this bunch, and Rare was one of her favorites. Good thing it wasnt' Eagle (our Araucana). She's practically a house-bird!

Well, in my mind, i'd love to post weekly pictures of the garden to chronical the progress. Yeah, your'e laughing. Me too.

hey, miracles do happen.