Putting in the new raised beds.
I can tell that Spring is about to be sprung . . . I’ve got that urge to GET THINGS DONE. You know, that feeling that says it’s time to get out from under the afghan I’ve been hibernating under all winter and PLANT THINGS. I ordered seeds today because I am nothing if not optimistic. It doesn’t matter that I woke up this morning to another inch of snow. This time, I know it will melt. I can smell it in the air.
