Some people say December is the most wonderful time of the year.
That could be for some, but for others, the most wonderful time of the year is January.
Why do I say that? My hatred of snow and cold is well known by my blog readers.
Because cold takes us hostage and, while we are huddled in our homes, we keep warm in our imaginations. We read. We crochet. We blog.
During the holidays, in all the busyness, catalogs have been coming in the mail. In our house, they are piled on a table as they come in. Our mental energy is elsewhere.
Then, one day, my spouse and I decide it is time.
For us, it is the day the notification that it is time to renew our community garden plots comes in the mail. (We almost didn't have one this year, a blog post for another time.)
The notification came yesterday. It's official - we have a community garden!
This weekend, out come the catalogs.
Right now, the 2015 gardening season is perfect. In our imagination, every planted seed germinates. There are no insect or mammal pests.
|In our dreams, none of these critters exist.|
Bountiful harvests await. There are no failures. Rainbows stretch from one end of our community garden plots to the other.
|The first tomatoes are such a thrill.|
In that perfect garden here are no rocks in the soil. No droughts. Nobody steals our crops (sadly, that has happened at times).
Now, when we go through the catalogs, we will find DIFFERENT things to grow. Plants so tempting, we just must try them.
Then, there are the favorites we come back to year after year.
What will we find in the catalogs? Would you like to know? (Of course you do. You wouldn't be reading my blog if you didn't want to know. Admit it.)
In this year of being DIFFERENT (my word for this year), I can still hardly wait to read those catalogs.
Do you garden?