Sunday, January 29, 2012
It's inevitable, by the time February rolls around, I find myself dreaming of the garden. Even the most mundane of summer tasks... like pulling weeds would be a welcome respite from this frozen tundra.
I'm certain that this fantasy isn't mine alone, because each day the mailman brings me a new bundle of seed catalogs. Those catalogs make me very happy, and In the evening I sit, with catalog in hand, dreaming of green things.
Even Gavin took a rare break from his playing to sit and thumb through the Gurney's catalog... marking pages and making suggestions.
Posted by Megan Boyum at 8:50 PM