It could be blamed on the time of year, or it could be blamed on being cooped up in winter’s closed quarters. Or it might be the frustrated attempts to figure out yet another snafu in the maze of computer troubleshooting. It doesn’t really matter the reason, but I find everything a bit unnerving and irritating. Because of that it seems that many of my fellow gardeners seem much too optimistic…with pollyanna tweets and cheery reminders that spring is coming.
Harumph.
“A long way off” I feel like muttering.
I admit that I usually try to write about the bright side of things, myself …always another season, the silver lining, how cute the squirrel is, even though you know he just spent the last few months devouring all your crocus bulbs as appetizers to the main course of the tulips. As a gardener you try to flow with nature, but sometimes nature isn’t so easy to get along with.
So I’m irritated. Not at the squirrel who is just trying to indulge in a well stocked larder, but at myself. At the limitations and the foolish expectations, and let’s face it…. from a deficiency of sunlight. I haven’t been out in the garden for several months, at least nothing to speak of, and the skies have been mantled with gray for just a little too long.
So with the holidays behind, and nothing very cheering in the foreseeable short term, I will just grouse a bit and hope that somebody sends me a garden catalog soon. I sure need something to break the cycle of this grumpy winter stalled gardeneropath.
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