Once again, it is gray, and it is snowing.
And in the kitchen, I set up the wash basins I use to start my plants. I have saved empty toilet paper and paper towel tubes. I cut them to size (about 3 inches in length), pack them standing on end into the basins and fill them with potting soil. It's too early to actually plant the seeds, but I go through them once again, planning, hopeful, excited.
I'm adding a new project this year: mushrooms, and I'm so very excited about that, I cannot even tell you.
And every year, I say to myself, "This will be the best garden ever!"
Every year, I am right.
In 20 years or so, I should know what I'm doing!