Snow is flying again tonight, not entirely unusual for late April, but unusual in how often this seems to be happening this "spring." Yes... "spring" in quotation marks. It's hard not to feel a crippling sense of hopelessness at this point. Of course spring will come, eventually, right? Right?
Well, here's a photo from one of my first years gardening at our house. We're coming into our fifth season at this place, our ever after home, and I'm wishin' and hopin' that the gardens fill out just a little more this year, that I get to grow my gardening space, and that spring truly will decide to show up!