Shaken, Not Stirred

Oh yeah, that's how I feel right now. But unlike a Bond martini, I'm smiling from ear to ear.

Why? Before dinner last night I tilled the garden. Now that's a sure sign of spring.

I just looked out the window and the sight of rich, dark soil, so soft and fluffy, just warms my heart. It makes me so happy I can almost forget the blisters on my palm and fingers. The ache in my back. The bruise on my shin where a huge stone flew from the tines and nailed me.

Yeah, I've been dragged around by that monster machine, but it's been worth it. We're ready for planting.

Now, if we could just figure out how to stop the snow, we'd really be set.

Heading to Agway this morning to check out their veggie plants. Thought I'd pick up a couple, bring 'em home to the greenhouse and baby them a bit. Build big, strong plants while Mother Nature rounds up her lagging flurries.

What have you got planned for today?