Thursday was 60° and sunny, after a low of 8° Tuesday.  With rain predicted for Friday, it seemed like a good day to abandon the library walls and work in the yard.  Raking leaves and pulling up what would seem to be acres of English ivy, if the lot weren’t only half an acre, I found a last-year’s robin’s nest, a bowl of clay coated with twigs inside and out.  Along the path to the gateless back gate, dozens of daffodils were poking through.  We are gradually clearing the grapevines, the ivy, the trash to reveal the ground.  Who knows what other perennial treasures will bloom – summer in a 90-year-old garden should be an adventure.