The seasons have changed. The Christmas displays are down at Wal-Mart and in their place are 50-foot racks of seeds. It won’t be long.
This is the time of year when my thoughts turn to the garden, hoping the tomatoes will behave and the cucumbers will be plentiful, and praying that the squash borers will take a year off and that rain will come, but not all at once. About the only thing I can be sure of is that if you put onion sets in the ground, they will grow, no matter what.
The rest? Who knows?
I have already planned my garden, then changed my mind a half a dozen times. It happens every year and I always buy enough seeds to start a new Garden of Eden. But it’s fun and exciting to think about spring and blossoms and birds on the nest.
Planning and hoping. I think that’s the most enjoyable part of having a garden.