I spent this afternoon digging in the dirt. I have some of it still under my fingernails to prove it.
Spring makes me a little bit giddy. I love all the freshness and the struggle-for-life that's happening all over the place after the cold winter. I've gotten impatient and planted the frost-hardiest of my seeds already, and after a few days, there are a few valiant little sprouts already groggily pushing up through the soil...mustard greens and radishes.
Today I added some arugula and leeks to the mix, and spent some time prepping the rest of my pots for planting once I'm reasonably certain the western NC weather isn't going to play one last practical joke on us (yes, it's been known to snow in April). I belatedly remembered that I was going to plant this year according to the Farmer's Almanac
and the phases of the moon. Tonight is the full moon, however, so maybe being on the cusp gives me some wiggle-room.