We've had some uncharacteristically cold days and nights in Central Texas this year. Winter arrived early and didn't let up.
I'll admit, I do enjoy a little garden break. But the garden still beckons me when the sun comes out and the weather warms just a little.
As I look out, I see:
- shrubs and perennials I'd like to prune,
(don't those look terrible?)
- weeds that are taunting me by growing right through the cold,
But I also see:
- leaves calling my name (even though I will leave them there to protect plants),
- the see-sawing back and forth of deciding whether or not to do some larger projects while things are dormant,
- and piles of empty pots, unattended seed packets and a few dead plants in the garage - breaking the rules of everything having a place in the new cabinets.
- bulbs peeking up out of the mulch, growing just as they should, working hard to be ready for spring,
- winter-loving plants like the hellebores and quince getting ready to bloom,
- and the blue bonnet foliage growing and spreading.
I know what comes next, do you? The rationalizing...
I think ... oh, I still have plenty of time go take care of those chores ... oh, it's still pretty cold out - I don't really want to be out there yet ... oh, I should be doing indoor organizing chores ...
You know the drill, I know you do. Don't those things go through your head as well?
Ah, the peace of winter and the promise of spring. (And just a little smidge of the guilt of gardening!)