It happens every year, and even though I know it's going to happen, I fall for it every time. My wife calls it the January Trap.
That's where you go outside (here in the sunny California Bay Area) in January and it looks and feels like spring. So you start doing outdoor chores. Maybe plant some seeds, you know, get all excited about the garden.
And the plants and birds all fall for it too.
But then February comes and the temperature plummets and we remember again that it's only January and we still have another six weeks of cold weather.
Now, I know that people living where they have actual weather probably don't feel much sympathy, but alas...
Today we spent hours in the back yard trimming and sweeping. We fixed/set up/rerouted all the irrigation for this year's garden areas. There's this annoying palm tree that I have to trim about every two months so that it doesn't knock over the fence (again). And cleaning up those giant fronds is never fun (inevitably I get stabbed by the ultra sharp needles near the thick end of the branches). We cleared out the old mint box and got it ready for a new crop. Can't wait!