I am so eager for spring. I’m ready for the beauty of flowers blooming, and being able to bring a little bit of that indoors. I remembered this photo I took last June – I love this picture – and decided to post it again on this 27 degree night.
This photo is certainly not technically perfect and I could have turned the doily around so the little spot where the lace has a hole in it wasn’t visible, but I just love the softness of the whole thing. It was taken on my desk in the downstairs sunporch, where I regularly sit to journal.
I haven’t noticed any of my little plants popping up yet, but surely some of them are. Maybe tomorrow if the wind isn’t blowing like it was today I’ll be able to look. There’s something encouraging about seeing the flowers start to grow – knowing that winter must be coming to an end.
It won’t be too long before it will be time to plant the little garden out back. I’ve been thinking about what to plant. In addition to the herbs and tomatoes I always plant, I want to put in eggplant again. I loved having those last year. And I want to grow some squash this year. I want to be eating squash blossoms. I’m not sure what else I’ll put in – it will probably boil down to what I can find in the stores.
I certainly like having things picked fresh from the garden. I start to get hungry for “real food” as winter wears on. Of course, we can buy things from the grocery, but that’s not really “fresh.” I start to really want something that was picked five minutes earlier. I’m guessing before we lived in this global village where we get strawberries in January that those fresh foods were all the more anticipated.
Can you imagine what it would be like to have no fresh foods for all the months of winter? Of course, people canned things and had some foods in storage, but I’m guessing those first radishes were really welcome.
I think like many people, I’m ready for spring… more importantly, I’m tired of winter.
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