Whither Spring

The birds are singing this morning, obviously inspired by the unseasonable temp. of 40 degreees.  If we were in the grip of a normal winter, the past few days would be a welcome respite from cold and snow.  As it is, this just whets our appetite for spring.  With sunny weather predicted for the weekend, I'll start cleaning up the cold frames and planting some onions and other hardy transplantable crops.  Maybe plant some spinach in the open garden.  Can the golf season be far behind?