It's January, right? Sure, it's about 45 degrees out--kinda nippy, yet I cracked a couple windows--just to get some fresh air. Cats are loving that. But dandelions?
I looked at them, basked in their sun colored glory, then glanced at my bare pecan tree. My pecan tree, I was so giddy about. Only picked up a handful of pecans during the Fall. For to wait for that first chill, as a co-worker suggested. When that first chill happened, the pecans on the ground were GONE. I had gazillions, now gone. I wondered if the guys who mow my lawn took em, or the squirrels, or the tree rats (that's what I call em) got hold. I was bummed. No pecans, but I do have dandelions.
Hmm. Can Spring really be that far away?