Mid-January in Pittsburgh. Hardly seems like the time or place to start thinking about gardening. But a girl can dream!
I’m actually listening to ice pellets hitting the windows at this moment. It’s only 28 degrees out there, and the ice on the grass will soon be covered by the estimated 2-4 inches of snow. The gardener in me often wonders why I live here – we don’t get much sunshine – in the US, second only to Seattle for cloud covered days. I really believe the dreary majority of days helps me truly appreciate the sun when it does appear. That’s what I keep telling myself . . .
Thank you, Lord, for this beautiful day – for this ice storm that is surely creating crystal encapsulated trees that the snow will cling to. I can’t wait to see your magnificent work in the morning light!