is finally flowering. Three years, but it finally did it.
People are out, even when the temperatures dip into the 50s during the day. It's unseasonably warm. Tomorrow should be another mid 70s day. Today, cloudy, cool, and rain likely. Of course the sun decides to show itself as I type this. It's NC, what do you expect?
Work is, to say the least, busy. I passed myself crossing the Garden Center twice yesterday. We're short staffed for the volume of sales and customers we're seeing. This time of year, only a few people are usually milling about looking for clearance deals on winter damaged plants. We're unloading trucks of plants almost three days a week now. Mulch arrives 22 pallets at a time. We're out of room in the racks. Spring is busting loose regardless of what the calendar says. Stupid peach trees are gonna get burned, I just know it.
Maybe I'll get a few heads of broccoli from my fall sown crop before summer slams through in early April.
Maybe it's just my age, but there doesn't seem to be any "normal" weather these days. I know, Global Warming (Climate Change), whatever you want to call it. I'm not knocking it. I'm glad winter keeps retreating earlier every year. I'm just worried about next year's budget and how bad my comps will be if February is cold and dreary like it usually is.
It's 41 degrees.