It's the New Year, the holiday festivities are over and the seed catalogs have arrived just in time to add brightness to a dreary January. Cold winter nights are the perfect time to curl up in a cozy chair and plan out the garden season ahead.
I sip hot herbal tea and makes lists of everything I want to plant this year. Of course since the real work is still a couple months away I can be as impractical as I want. I add anything that catches my eye to the list.
There always seems to be a whole new bunch of tomato varieties that look too good to pass up, all the different colors and shapes. I must have one of each. How many types of summer squash can I get away with this year? What about the beautiful eggplants and the peppers and all the different greens, and I haven’t even started looking for flowers. The list keeps getting longer and longer.
Eventually reason will start to take hold again and I will whittle my orders down to an almost manageable level. This year’s garden in my January mind is way different than the April reality. I will probably once again plant the onions too late and maybe not get to that last packet of morning glories but oh how wonderfully lush and unique is my imagined garden!