baby lust

she did it again. i happened to be having breakfast with a Certain Someone and she mentioned the s-word.... seeds.

im going to be starting mine, she said, in an off-hand, off the cuff kind of way, that makes gardeners with only pale green thumbs like mine turn chartreuse with envy.

and then i read the previous post, and almost drooled. since our breakfast, there's been a seed tray and soil, and packets of seeds sitting on my kitchen table, awaiting inspiration.

tomorrow, when my grandson comes over for his weekly visit with nana, i think we have a Project to work on.

happy march!