It's sounding like spring outside. Birdsong has tripled in the past week. There's been tons of rain, mixed with unexpectedly warm days. I love living somewhere that Spring comes when the calendar says it's spring; back home that March 20th thing was like a cruel joke. It's time to be outside, and I've been spending my days working in the yard, preparing to commit to a real vegetable garden this year.
Last year was too hectic, because we were planning our wedding. The year before that, we moved into the house just a little too late to plant a garden. This year is the year. That means it's probably the year I'll have to buy a pressure cooker and learn how to can stuff. Well, that's okay. What else am I really doing with my time, after all.
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