Dirt

I'm just itching to stick my fingers in the dirt. I can't wait to start gardening this year. It's been a long, hard winter; but spring has finally arrived and the s-n-o-w is melting.

It seems the whole city is out chopping the little ice dams that have built up in the gutters. There's plenty of water running in the streets (and none in the basement, so far.)

We're sorting out the seed box this week, so we can figure out what we want to buy. I don't think we need to buy, but we'll buy new stuff anyway - or trade seeds. That's always fun - trading seeds. And we're way into heirloom, so lots of our seeds are heirloom.

Hurry up dirt - warm up, we wanna stick our fingers in you