Sitting here at my computer, my toes turning blue, I hear the sweet peeps of baby chicks. It's a wonderful springtime sound. But I know it's not spring. It's not even Christmas. And the only reason they're down in the basement is because it got so cold in the coop,, Mama couldn't keep them warm anymore. We only have 4 of 14 left.
Last Monday, guess what came in the mail? Yep, my first seed catalog. Nope, it's not too early. My Johnny's catalog came and I've already made out my order. Then yesterday, my Nichol's catalog came, so I'm comparing prices, etc. Looks to me like the prices have gone up again. I saved some seeds from last year's plants, but cabbage, carrots, beets, these are hard to save seeds from. Need to give them two years and I have a hard time doing that.
I suppose I should keep my mind on finishing Christmas gifts. But the sun is shining, the chicks are peeping, my seed catalogs are sitting on the table. Ahh...hope springs eternal. If it weren't for all of the frost on the windows and my blue toes, I could just about think it's spring!