This arrived in my email today. It made me smile. It brings me hope of warmer weather and the promise of what it to come. The yard at my new house is a blank canvas. The previous owners were not plant people. Where they had rock gardens, I dream of
heavy, ripe vegetables and
flavorful, green herbs
dotting my landscape.
The next best thing to walking the aisles of the local bookstore has to be meandering through the greenhouse designing the landscape of my dreams.