The hustle and bustle of the holiday season is over. All those months of planning, prepping and stress over in a few short hours.
Now comes the Winter Blahs. Those endless months of cloudy, cold days in the Northwoods.
Frankly, I’m already sick of it.
My body craves to get out of the house and do something. Anything. Unfortunately, what awaits me beyond the warmth of the indoors is biting wind and freezing temperatures.
Must. Go. To. Happy. Place.
For there I will remember that in a few short months my greenhouse will be set up with the promise of little seedlings sprouting.
The snow will start to melt and we will be teased by the taste of Spring, only to have our dreams shattered by a butt load of snow.
Fear not, because we are seasoned northerners that know that the longer days and warmer sun will coax those tiny snowflakes to melt, encouraging the hibernating plants to come out of their slumber and bring color to the world.
Yes, my Happy Place is wonderful.
Too bad reality gets in the way and blows it all to smithereens.
At least the squirrels are providing some kind of entertainment to get me through it.
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Spring will be here soon enough 🙂