Monday, February 01, 2010

Apple Dreams

We had a particularly cold January and the only warmth to be found is from cuddling up with garden catalogs in my flannel nest at night.  Despite the cold, I'm out in garden every few days to empty my kitchen composter.  When I'm there,  I stand by my stark and slender-limbed fruit trees and think about all the things I'll plant this spring and pick later this summer.  The warm days that the seeds will require seems like a fantasy here in the midst of the silently cold winter. 
Things don't look promising at the moment.  But my seed order will be placed later this week.  The sunlight lasts just a bit longer every day.  And I remind myself that the cold can't last forever.

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