Monday, January 12, 2009


One day you look out and there they are, tiny little things poking out between the rocks. There are so many that you cannot believe your eyes. You hope that they will not be mistaken for weeds. The sweet smelling Mothers have done their job and now take a well deserved rest. The harvest was good and the nursery is wrapped in fluffy, white quilts. I think spring is not far off.


raining sheep said...

Well, my garden is most definitely sleeping. Spring is a long, long way away here in Alberta...we just got out of a deep freeze and hopefully are expected to have a week of milder weather (like 1 Celcius rather than -27 Celcius).

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