The greenhouses are clean, ready, and waiting. Flats have been seeded and are awaiting the warmth and moisture of the greenhouse.
Each day creeps a bit closer to the Equinox and even though it is not evident in the weather outside, spring seems no longer to be an impossibility. For us the greenhouse holds the hope for another season of green and growing plants.
Plant trays now are bare and earth-toned, but soon the seeds will stretch their arms, lift their heads skyward, and arise to the long day that we call the ‘growing season.’