It's windy and cold and miserable outside today -hard to imagine that next month, I'll be starting seeds again. The seed catalogs have been coming for a month now, so I think I'll warm myself by looking through a few of them and thinking thoughts of Spring...
in the midst of winter,
wind moaning through barren trees,
dry desiccated remains
of last year's garden stand, shivering
in this early-January desolation
there blooms inside me
Spring - tender, green shoots
just beneath the surface
waiting for time to blossom...
picture of Johnny-jump-ups from my garden a couple of summers ago