Here’s the compost pile, bursting forth with pumpkins. The compost isn’t at all like compost sold in garden centers. I’m not sure what I did wrong. It might be that as the rabbits dug a hole into their palace, lots of horrible clay soil was shoveled into the compost. You’re not supposed to add soil to compost. I imagine adding horrible soil is even worse.

Since it’s so warm, we cut down and dug in a section of clover. It wasn’t easy, but this is the section of the yard where we didn’t amend the soil. This is Garrison’s experiment with growing pumpkins and melons in unamended clay soil.

I spent hours and hours digging up the rest of the yard too. I’m so sore today.
In the front yard we have our first calla lilly bloom. I thought they had completely died after the freeze. It was just an act.

We let Fred out to see if his time in prison had reformed him. It only hardened him. He wasted no time starting another reign of terror. Here he is guarding the bunny palace. He won’t let his brother Ed leave. But if Fred wants to eat he has to leave his post. Ed is then free to leave and Fred chases him around the yard. We have tried multiple times to capture Fred, but he’s on to us now. He’s too fast. Since Ed now refuses to fight and they aren’t seriously injuring themselves, we’re leaving them to work it out themselves for now.

Here’s a closeup of the backyard terrorist.

His mouth fur looks greenish. No doubt from engorging on the lettuce and clover that he’d like to keep his brother from eating.