Enjoying Snow...but Dreaming of Spring

I have a ton of posts that have been floating around in my head for the past few weeks, but seem to have trouble finding the gosh darn TIME to sit down at the computer and get them out! And since this wee brain of mine only holds so much, I found myself here at the computer tonight sending off a quick email to a friend and thought I just better get something down on "paper," before y'all abandon me!

Wanna know what I did today? I went shopping...seed shopping!

Me and a few friends left our husbands and children at home today and headed to Guelph for the Organic Conference. We spent the afternoon wandering around a (VERY crowded) hall looking at seeds, and sampling a pile of organic goodies, including some of the best ice cream I've ever had - Ginger flavoured! (Trust me, it was amazing!)

It is minus thirtythousand outside, I swear, and it's nice to be dreaming of vegetable gardens and perennials at a time like this. Despite the cold, blowy nastiness that is happening outside on a regular basis, I feel the seasons changing already. The days are getting longer - the sun now shines DIRECTLY in my eyes as I drive home to the west at night, instead of being a sinking memory. I arrive home at dusk, instead of after dark. I see a spectacular sun rise as I leave for work, instead of when I arrive there. I'm dreaming of green grass and new life. (And no, I'm not pregnant yet!)

And still, I know that we have a few more months of this aching cold to endure. Tomorrow, we're going to take advantage of our proximity to winter sport, and head for the ski hills, Griffin in tow! We think he's ready to be strapped onto a pair of skis for the first time, and are lucky enough to be able to ski close by and for cheap, so if he hates it we're not out a whole lot. We've been talking to him about skiing all day, and tonight as Steve marched up the stairs with a sagging, no nap Griffin in tow, Steve asked if he wanted to go skiing tomorrow. His response?

"No. Go bed."

A long day, and a tired boy! Rest up, my sweet...you're in for a treat tomorrow!