Ok. I admit it. Even I, the girl who loves winter, am dreaming of Spring. Specifically, I'm dreaming of gardening. This would explain the following photo.
Breakfast. A few cups of coffee, and a stack of gardening magazines. I'm a magazine addict anyway, and these gorgeous spring issues of every gardening magazine I could get my hands on were calling my name!! Oh how I love to sit and read every word, absorb every beautiful image, plan lush perennial borders in my head.... I can hear the bees buzzing, the birds singing, the warm sun on my face…..aaaaaaah. I highly recommend it. I call it magazine therapy :-)
For Valentine's Day, my sweet hubby got me flowers. Not the kind you put into a vase, but the kind you put into the ground. A peony, some strawberry plants, and a miniature orchid for inside. I love that man.
We have been having some very warm, spring-like days this week, and I was so desperate to plant something, that I made myself this little miniature moss garden. Ain't it cute? I had gone for a walk and spied some itsy teeny tiny ferns peeping out of a mossy bank, so I went home, got my hand trowel and a bucket and went back and got him.
I know better than to be fooled by these warm February days. I've made the mistake of planting things too early before only to have them killed by a late frost. So, this was just sort of a fix. I got to dig a little, pot something up, and satisfy my creative urges by decorating it with some pretty stones gathered from the creek last summer and a couple of little acorns that just happened to be nearby when I was