Hello Appalachian Spring!

A friend remarked that things must at last be popping out from the snow what with the delightful change in the weather. Yes, I remarked, but not the sprouts of growing tips; we have emerging recyclables left by the previous occupant:

I am allowing that the yellow of the box is the same color as King Alfred daffodils.
Anyway, here's a somewhat familiar view of the end of our Bauhaus Chicken Coop. While the snow may cloak some landscaping mishaps, the melt off has revealed a full plastic trash receptacle, a semi-submerged wheelbarrow, a huge length of hose, boards studded with rusty nails, and many other goodies. And that was only Jules' fenced in puppy play yard! Bob is making a delivery at the dump right now.

Everyday, some new treasure comes to light: several acres of carpet remnants (predominately beige if any one is interested), three or four boat and snow mobile trailers, propane tanks, Weber grill. You name it, we probably have it.