And I began cleaning up the mesh from the outsides of hay bales which had been too frozen to separate out during the winter. I'll clean up the moldy hay later:
But despite our warmer weather, there was still ice beneath many clumps of hay which still clung to the mesh. We will need more warming before I can get it all:
Remember the old fashioned rose which I found trying to grow in the middle of the lawn? I let it grow and it had become a giant bush, with many canes too woody to produce flowers:
I bought a healthy looking pink Hydrangea:
And planted it beside the Magnolia and red Hydrangea:
Alas, right after planting, we got several days of rain and more very cold temperatures. The poor little Hydrangea wasn't prepared for such rigors and now looks dead. But it is a hardy variety and I won't give up hope yet:
The cows and horses are happy and relaxed, enjoying the sunshine and freedom from flies:
They are still getting hay, though I'm almost out:
Life is good:
The Daffodils are up and buds are swelling. We are later than most places, but such is life in the north country:
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