The first chorus frog creaked its spring call from the woods Wednesday and the first male hazel catkins softened into bloom. Meanwhile, Kayla and I spent the afternoon with our hands sunk deep into the soil, preparing a bed for spring lettuce and mulching some overlooked garlic. In fact, it was so warm that even Huckleberry came out to help with our garden tasks.

But I won't be planting lettuce (or peas) quite yet. Even though I mark February 2 as the first outside planting of the year, I play the actual date by ear, keeping an eye on the weather and on soil temperatures. With temperatures due to plummet today and to stay below freezing for the foreseeable future, I opted to simply lay down some dark-colored compost and erect quick hoops to continue heating the lettuce-bed soil, but to keep my seeds inside where they can stay warm and dry.

Good thing too since our farm looked very different 22 hours later! Fingers sure do get chilly when you cut scionwood in the snow.