I like living in a place with "seasons." But I also like for those seasons to know their place. I mean, really. It is the last week in March. It is spring now, so let's make that happen. Please?
We are all ready to get outside. Without taking twenty minutes to bundle up. Alas, this morning there was fresh snow on the ground.
But we've started some seeds, and that helps alleviate the itch a little bit. Too cold for the yard or even the garage, we spread out some plastic on the kitchen floor last week and got to work. Adelaide was happy to help, proudly wielding her very own shovel and only eating a couple of the seeds (!) before getting the "it's not yummy food yet" lecture.
And now we excitedly check on our little seedlings each day, waiting patiently (well, as patiently as we are able) for the gardening season to start in earnest.