My plum and peach trees all bloomed without being frozen. Apples and pears are blooming now, as are most of Mrs. Augie's ornamentals.
Weeping Cherry
Dwarf Magnolia
The ten-pack of Dunstan Chestnut trees that I bought last fall arrived Wednesday of last week. I played hookie from work on Friday to finish up my income tax return and plant trees. One task was less pleasant than the other, but both are complete.
We went to Arnold, MO on Saturday to visit #2 Son Clint, Baby Momma Kat, and the two grands. Clint and I had intentions of going to the sprint car races at I-55 Raceway Saturday night, but Mother Nature wanted to splatter us across six counties so the Mrs. and I bugged for home. We got out of there just in time to miss most of the severe weather while driving back home. At one point in time there were two twisters on radar and one on the ground within spitting distance of Clint's house. Nasty stuff.
Yesterday I made a lap through my favorite morel hunting spot and found a few scouts. The wind was howling to the extent that I almost didn't go out. This widow maker I found is why I don't like being in the woods when the wind is up. The spot where the tree snapped is about 40' off the ground. The rest of it would leave a mark if it fell out and landed on your head.
Mowed the grass and spent some time re-potting tomato plants in the greenhouse after I got home from mushroom hunting. I ran out of potting soil so I'll need to pick up a bale of ProMix at the nursery this afternoon.