I broke down and planted some seeds today. The packets all say I’m terribly early, but just like Irene’s clock, I’m all wound up. The cardinals sing love songs and the redwings trill: It’s time! It’s time!

Someone gifted us 30 count egg flats. I heard egg cartons with potting soil can substitute for peat pots. We will see if this works.

Michael rigged me a place to start seeds. The leeks and flowers should be up and moving to the next level when it comes to start tomatoes and peppers. Thank you Super El Niño for early spring.