Winter is back, on the first official day of spring. All the garden dreams are put on the back burner for a few days, while we wait for seven inches of snow to melt. This morning, instead of getting to church, I spent an hour shoveling out the top of the driveway so we could get the gate open. I had to get the winter chore coat out again, the gloves, and the ski hat. It was hard, yesterday, trudging around in the blowing snow and cold, carrying the hay and feed buckets.