Back to spring

For a few days it seemed like the weather here was going from winter to summer and bypassing spring entirely. I enjoyed the sun and warmth, but worried about the garden.  The hot, sunny weather (record-breaking 80 degrees a couple of days after the solstice) dried up the spring mud in the wetlands behind my house prematurely, and my garden was drying up fast too.
The spring rains fill the aquifer beneath my property, and it is the source of the well water that sustains us through the summer. Without the rains, and with such hot temps, what would be the consequences?  I thought of Australia, and Texas, and terrible, endless droughts.  Then I laughed at myself.  The weather may be weird, but it's not that bad yet.
And yesterday it was 50 degrees and  rainy, and I was happy.  The temps have moderated for a week, with even a light frost a couple of nights.  My spring crops like this weather, and so do I, in March and April.
Here's spinach getting it's first true leaves:

Sol and I walked in the wetlands this evening, and found deer tracks in the fresh mud:

They must have passed through at dusk, just before we walked. The smell of deer dries Sol crazy, like catnip to a cat.