I'm not sure why this descriptive narrative from Outside Clyde grabbed my fancy, but it did. Honestly, I stick my head out the door as little as possible these days here in northeast Indiana. My gardening efforts having run amuck the season past, what remains "out there" drives the WINTERchill deeper into my bones and registers lower than the sub-zero WINDchill we're experiencing.
And it's not like I sit here around here planning for spring's gardening activity. No siree!
In between my newly-acquired enjoyment of meal preparations (encouraged by the arrival of my 90 year old father who has come to live with us) I am content to settle under a warm throw and read
So, while some grab their spaghetti squashes, I grab my book. See you in the spring!