The beginning of the week favored us with a couple of fabulous weather days.

That was some rain on Monday morning. I was so happy.

As I write this on Tuesday evening, I am ever hopeful that we actually get the rain predicted.

I was all set to make my usual opening comments concerning our weather when, instead, I switched on the weather channel.

We've had a series of beautiful days. Cool and crisp in the mornings but warming just enough midday for shirtsleeves.

Now that the weather has changed, my truck has once again turned into a glorified closet.

I've said many times how I dislike working outside in the wind.

Over the course of the winter, we had plenty of rain. It's comforting to know the water table has been replenished.

In my travels at the beginning of the week, there were a few complaints about the still-chilly days.

Last Tuesday's wind made it difficult to be a good sport. It blew plant pots all over the place, tore plastic off the cold frame and made being outside downright unpleasant.

The good news, however, is spring has definitely sprung. Some of the large ornamental trees are in full bloom, daffodils are at their peak and the early planted greens are ready to eat.