Falling snow fades the landscape and obscures everything in it. A little like my mind. I don't complain too much about the weather. I usually adapt fairly well to whatever Mother Nature dishes out. But lately I feel caged. The calendar and my bones say it's time to be in the garden....but the weather cycle has something else in mind. The truth is I'm a fair weather gardener at heart. Somehow I can't bring myself to venture out. The hoop houses are warm and there's plenty to do inside. But my motivation is thin. Especially with the wind blowing steadily somewhere in the mid to low 40 degrees for the past several weeks. Where is a soft spring day?????