by the time march rolls around i simply feel dead inside. too long trapped inside, too long since i've seen the sun. but the day i start my seeds i start to feel a little more hopeful. the day i see the first green in my plant pots the clouds obscuring my soul roll back and all becomes well in the world.

the first green was today.

hallelujah!
Ah, love those little faces! I think I'd go nuts if I couldn't keep a little green going all year.
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