I admit it. I love the smell of freshly-turned dirt. I love getting out in my yard and digging around in my gardens.
Every year, nature amazes me anew. Short, cold and gray days slowly give way to longer, warmer, sunnier days. Every year, just when I think I can hardly stand the winter for one more day, I see a crocus breaking through the dirt, the leaves of tulips and daffodils fighting their way towards the sunlight.
Every year, I plant some seeds and a small miracle occurs – they grow and blossom into gorgeous flowers, delicious vegetables, fragrant herbs.
Admittedly, there are times a seed never sprouts and I end up sorely disappointed. Planting, watering, waiting, watering, waiting…and nothing. Sigh.
But for the most part, I’m in awe of nature and the beauty it bestows on us each year.
I was editing some photos and came across some flower garden shots of mine from last year:
So yes, crazy as it seems to some, (though I know my gardening friends will agree), I can’t wait to get outside and start digging around in the dirt.