We lived through February. So have most of my seeds, much to my surprise.
A while back I mentioned I garden. I garden in the physical sense, which deepens my spiritual sense. The garden has often been chosen as an analogy for life, but in my case the analogy chose me. |
I kid around that the reason why I chose gardening instead of raising children is because I believe it it dies, it wasn't meant to live. |
Ideas are the seeds of possibility. That's why I set such a high store on cheap plastic greenhouses being part of my sanity. February is the worst month. A friend in the health care business told me oldsters tend to pass away in February. She referred to living through February as 'getting over the hump.' | The wonder of greenhouses is they arrive just as the hump begins. They are a promise that the hump will end. They are an interactive To-Do list, very high tech, with a built in DUN! factor. :) @ L |
February is over, just in time. However else would it end, but just in time for some of our more frivolous ideas to take root?