Thursday, January 29, 2009

182 She Waits for Spring

She sits on top of the cabinet with flowers in arms waiting to dig her hands in the dirt and garden.It will be a while, yet.  Cold and snow whip around  the house and and ice fields build up where the garden sits. I can wait for spring. Winter is a fine time to cook hearty soups and stews, revel in snow days and page through the seed catalogues.

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