It’s time to plant the bulbs

Ah, spring. Lovely spring. Of course the thermometer says 34 degrees and there is frost on the ground. But spring…

I suspect the odyssey is finally winding up. With yesterday’s “stop here, please” and today’s indicator that we need to do some planting the phrase of the day calendar seems to indicate the outcome. I mentioned to S the other day I might re-start the New Zealand immigration paperwork and she nearly flipped out. Apparently I have used up my budget.