An exciting day!

That's right.  Exciting!  My seeds have arrived from Baker Creek!  I have laid them all out on the bed and shown them off like a proud parent.  I have taken them out of the envelope in which they were shipped and oohed and aah-ed over them.  I have stroked them and fondled them.  The anticipation is palpable.  I can taste spring on the wind and I can barely stand it.  I want to go out and turn the ground.  I want to build my fence for my chickens which I have yet to order.  My hands shake when I think about building some raised beds for strawberries and lettuce.  AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!  I can't stand it.

I did not grow up with these cold winters.  I grew up in Okinawa and Hawai'i and California.  Kentucky has made me appreciate spring in a way I never thought was possible.  But the winters are going to kill me.  I spent the first twenty years of my life moving every other year.  For the last fifteen, I have managed to stay in one state.  As a BRAT, I get the itch every now and then to just pull up stakes and move.  But it is never so strong as when winter is in full swing.  And it just gets worse as spring nears and I am teased by temperatures in the 50's and sunshine and the smell of rain on warm asphalt.  I know it is almost here.  I can feel it in my bones.  But it takes so damn long.  It's like long slow burn of an ache.  I need the sun!