You should smell like dirt...and smoke

In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.  ~Margaret Atwood

 Yesterday it was a lovely early (early!) spring day. It was cool, but the sunshine and blue skies made it necessary for us to spend a lot of time out in the garden. We took the heavy layer of straw mulch off the raised beds to let the sunshine get at the soil.

I took pictures of things.

Things like flowers:

A dog and a witch hazel bush. Witch hazels here bloom in late winter. This one has been blooming since the third week of February.
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And the yard in its early spring, very little growth glory.

We wound up picking up sticks and stuffing the chiminea full of wood and having a little fire. We sat there for a couple of hours burning sticks, talking, drinking wine, and wishing that we had some marshmallows. Or marshmallow PEEPS!

Alas, no confectionary, so we just enjoyed the spring and a quiet time together in our yard.