The hardest part of the gardening year.
Snow Starting to Melt
Melt snow, melt! Wake up, wake up spring! Sing, song birds, sing!
Restlessness is starting to win. Staring at seed catalogs, I straddle the frustration fence.
The seeds are ordered. The garden is planned. The last frost date is weeks away.
My breath is held and ears are strained,
waiting for spring to announce
now it's time to plant!