But I'm feeling spring. I'm itching to get outside and dig in the ground, smell the warm, moist air. Shoots poking out of the ground, tiny buds on trees, the sun a little longer in the day. Life coming out of its winter sleep and rejoicing in the new spring!
Last week I started my seeds:
One tray with probably too much variety, but I always garden with reckless abandon...I throw caution to the wind and forget to read and study which seeds will germinate first. Then I have to quickly transplant and hope my new babies stay alive, like these after 8 days of being in the tray:
There are more seeds still in the tray, waiting to germinate. We have some little shoots poking their heads up, but the slower seeds that don't want to sprout remind me of my kids who don't want to get out of bed in the morning...
It was snowing again yesterday, a soft and fluffy snow that was very pretty. But I think I am about done with winter and ready for spring, like a little kid who is done with the car ride and eager to get to the destination....
Spring, are we there yet?
