#4: A message from two months in the future

Frozen ponds, flower bombs and self-digging bulbs

A few weeks ago, I wrote about time traveling in our backyard and this past week I did a different kind of time travel. I flew about 300 miles south to Chapel Hill. Back in Pittsburgh there were patches of snow covering our yard and the ground was frozen solid but in North Carolina, I could feel spring on the horizon. The temperatures even creeped into …