We grew a lot of squashes last year. A friend had one left, cut open and edible, but not much good anymore. Yesterday, it was brought to a garden bed and broken up with a shovel.
This morning, I wanted to work in the vegetable garden, but decided to sit in it, instead. And so I've gotten to watch the chickadees hop down on the old kale stalks and carry pumpkin seeds up to the oak tree. A sparrow takes the strings of grass I pulled from the garden to my neighbor's gutter, where I presume it's building a nest.
The peas are in, the sun is out. The garlic is coming up strong. Just a couple weeks ago it was snowing and now the hazels are blooming.