I find this the happiest time of year in the garden, when all the garden's promise exists almost fully formed in the imagination but none of the problems do. For me this sense of hopefulness lasts until the day the plants arrive and the seeds go into the ground. Then things slide downhill until next winter.
Here's hoping each of us experiences the same sense of joyful anticipation this spring, but that each also finds most of their gardening dreams fulfilled through the season.
