spingtime blues

As in you turn blue if you are outside for any considerable time.  Saturday and it's 38 degrees at 2 p.m.  I transplanted a number of flower seedlings (snaps, celosia, pincushion flowers) and some veg plants and let Mother Nature do the watering for me, but 30 MPH winds are not doing them any favors at this point.  Meanwhile, the cold frame sash is being blown all over the yard.  Usually by this time of the season we have had a couple of warm days to get everyone thinking about spring.  On the bright side, the fruit trees will not bud out early and get frostbite.   Still, when snow and sleet is slanting sideways across the yard it's hard to imagine spring, let alone summer.  At least the garlic is up and growing, a testimony to the coming season.