I am startin to get the masses of seed catalogs.... this is BAD! Very BAD for wishin the sun to be on my back and my hands in the dirt and the smellllll of fresh turned earth in me nose holes.
STOP IT! You are putting words and thoughts in my head. Your words are turning into cravings that were UNDER CONTROL until I read your post.
Yesterday, I was out doing battle with 15" of newly fallen snow. And... this is just how delusional I have become: By the time I was done fighting that snow, I just stood in the silence, enjoyed the flakes that were swirling around me, and imagined that the 18* was actually warm.