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one fine day


I crumble clumps of dirt that have hardened over winter. Dark dirt slides through my fingers. I have dreamt of this day all winter long - the day of getting the garden patch ready for planting. I spot the oregano peeking out in the corner where it faithfully comes back every year. I smile at it and feel warm inside. The berry bushes are loaded with buds again. The strawberry patch promises a good harvest.

The tomato and pepper seedlings that I had started in March have been patiently waiting on the side. They have a look on their face of a child waiting to dive into the pool on a hot summer day. If these plant could move, they too would dive into this dirt giggling. I have watched them grow from tiny seeds all winter long in my sunny window. Now it is time for them to move on.

I have been digging for a while and sun is warming my back. A glass of lemonade would be nice right about now. The sweat running down my back feels good. I have waited so long for this.

Oh sorry - I was just day dreaming of a day in May, past frost warning, when I would be planting my garden one Saturday morning. They are calling for more snow tonight and I have decided to day dream through this winter.

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Sylvia K said…
Oh, no! Not more snow! As I was reading, I was thinking, oh good! the worst is over!! Guess not! I do so wish I could send you some of our sunshine that we've had the past few days. It's gray and grim again tonight, but nothing like where you are! Well, I do hold good thoughts for you and hope you have a great weekend! And may the snow vanish quickly!

Sylvia
February 25, 2010 at 7:23 PM
A home far away said…
Soon very soon, springtime is coming!

Hugs Gunilla in Singapore
February 25, 2010 at 11:49 PM
My Farmhouse Kitchen said…
i am glad i am not the only one who doesn't want to leave them behind...

i went to new england a couple of years ago and cried for 14 days...missed buddy :-(

you know how it is too...

glad to see you at Farmhouse, my friend
kary and buddy
February 26, 2010 at 10:57 AM
Anonymous said…
i almost believed this till i read the last sentence
March 4, 2010 at 7:10 AM
Nishant said…
It's gray and grim again tonight, but nothing like where you are! Well,
data entry work from home
March 27, 2010 at 8:32 AM
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