Time keeps on slippin'

Man! It's time to plant pea's already! The weather has been amazing, my attitude has been chipper and determined, yet I have not been motivated to get off my tookus and ready the garden beds for the blasted pea's.

Every time I say "pea's" I hear a sing-song child's voice twittering to the tune "Pea's porridge hot....pea's porridge cold".

In the garden things are starting to green up quite nicely. Cheerful purple violets are peeking their heads out from under a mulch of dried leaves and pine needles. All across the property the cyclamen have leafed out; their mottled green and black leaves adding color and texture to the otherwise bland landscape. Daily I check the progress of the daffodil buds, peeking under the trees as if I were a child sneaking into Christmas presents.


All of this bustle and growth and yet the pea's remain in their packaging.