It's almost time to wake up little Garden.
The time we are all anxiously waiting for is almost here. The shortest day of the year has passed, and each day the sun stays up just a little bit longer. Every day I go outside, feed the chickens, and walk through the garden already visualizing the beds full of color and life. This is the hardest time of the year for me. I know spring is coming, and I am just itching to get my hands in the dirt and start growing things again.
I take a deep breath, savor the garden air, and remind myself to be patient. We will be together again soon, my love. For now, sleep. But know I am coming for you soon.