when i hear the word "march", it feels like the spring has
rung the door bell and feel like i need to get busy
for my garden, but it is still not warm enough
yet for sewing the new seed.
there are so many different spices of seed in the packages
lined up and waiting for their turn to secound life
in the woods, i still keep reminding them
to "be patient little while ~, it won't be too long"