I was so distracted by holiday preparations that I forgot to aim any energy at my nemesis, Winter. The cookies are shared (and our reserve is nearly gone), the presents are given and received, the tree was packed up two days ago. And yesterday it suddenly hit me. A growling, impatient, tangible dislike of this season.
Thanks to a prank (thoughtful as it was) by my mom, I am on the mailing list for just about every gardening/landscaping catalog. They've started to arrive. I've started to drool.
Due to the nation-wide tomato blight, we'll have to move our crop for the year. The fungus may still be active, so... We'll have tomatoes in the side garden. We'll put the cucumber and squash in the tomato bed.
I harvested a bunch of seeds in the fall. Did you see me picking the head off of a dying red snapdragon flower in public? I think I'll have to sit on my hands for several more weeks. And then, I'll rip open seed packets and sit on the floor, enjoying the smell of potting soil. Mmmmm...
I just explored the Sinki archives and found this post. It looks like early January is my tipping point.
Gardening pals, got any plans yet?