I look out my window and see glittering diamonds, sparkling back at me from the sunshine and snow.
My favourite herb garden laying asleep under a blanket of snow. Lying in wait for warm temperatures to grow.
And I dream and I plan with giddy delight, of flowers, and flavors, of spicy delights.
I long for the days of sunshine, and heat, and feeling the dirt squish under my feet.
My first orders of seeds await on my desk. Pencil and paper and calendar, to plan for the very best.
Maybe this year will be the one I see in my head. Not a weed in the garden, packed full of beauty and bounty instead.
But back to reality on this cold winter day, it is fun to let my imagination out to play.