I fished 5 dead frogs out of the goldfish pond. The water barrel is hooked up to send eavestrough water into the pond. The overnight temperatures are worrying, but I hate wasting the rain water.
Good old MiniFred. We think it is the daughter of Fred. I know she spent the winter here under the shed. Momma appeared before the hole was uncovered by warm air and did not seem to come back. They are solitary critters. We'll see what happens.
Last Thursday we had a taste of Spring.
As the snow melted, miniFred emerged in the afternoon. Joe had given her some leftover broccoli.
By the time I walked up to look for Barry Beaver and came back, she was back out and trimming my Yucca plants!












































