I couldn't wait any longer. The ground is soggy and wet, but my fingers are itchy to be in real dirt. So I moved a few plants that not only tolerate wet soil, but thrive in them.
The magnolia has been moved to the gully, behind the fallen oak tree.
Redtwig dogwoods got moved from the driveway border to the gully too. It's going to be a never ending fight to remove the ivy that grows on my side of the stream, but it has to be done. As soon as I see new growth in the spring, I'll weed whack it and start spraying, pulling, and cussing.
While I was down there, I picked up enough stones to finish edging the rose garden. The last one was a fighter.
I also transplanted the sweet gum I brought back at Christmas from the parents. It had been living in a one gallon pot beside the garage door through the last cold snap. It's got nice buds on the tips of the branches, so I think it should survive just fine. It's also planted in the gully, but a little further from the stream. I love the foliage, but hate the seed pods. So it's relegated to an out of the way spot where I rarely walk and never barefoot.
It's 46 degrees and cloudy. Rain is supposed to be moving in this afternoon. The temperatures will drop overnight returning us to normal January weather of 50s/30s. It was nice while it lasted.
In the hoophouse, I set out a few more of the wintersown containers I did last night. Sixteen quarts were done. Four 2-liters were placed at the end of the driveway. I saw more rudbeckia sprouts. I've decided to leave it alone for a week. I'm out of space anyway. Small tip cuttings of Carla's fig went into a container in the hoophouse as well.
Spring can't get here soon enough.
3:24pm - lunch break. Although the weather indicator says it's cloudy, it's not. The sun has been out today since noon. It's 68 degrees. I'm sweating.