The girls and I planted a row of snap peas and transplanted strawberries. I know that it is still January and that I am crazy, but I just couldn't help it. The defining moment came when I was hand tilling the girls' garden boxes to make a row for them to plant. Bear asked me why there was a hard white crust on the dirt. I picked up a piece and had to laugh; it was a layer of frost about 2 cm thick.
My moments of optimism are few and far between. Today was one of them.
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