Sometimes winter seems like it will never end. It is late April and here in Chicagoland zone 5b I am still waiting buds on most of the trees. The wooded areas in the forest preserves look like the above photo. Spare. Wintery. Naked. A canvas awaiting Mother Nature’s paint brush.
My brain is stuffed with vegetable garden ideas, but at 36 degrees, it is still too cold to plant the majority of the garden. I want to shout, “C’MONNNNN! Bring it on Mother Nature!”
This morning it is raining and gray as well as cold. I am reminded that “April showers bring May flowers” and sit at the window in anticipation of my garden exploding in living color.