a strange urge-

Perhaps it is just the onset of spring (even though it did snow today) that suddenly in the past few days has driven a desire in me to get dirty. Many of my favorite sensations have to do with the upkeep of a yard. And lately it really hit me how long it has been since I really stuck my hands into the deep, dirty, moist, beautiful earth. Even though things like the weeding that mom always made us kids (though it only seemed to be me at the time) do was painful at the moment there is just something about gardening that I like and now miss. No mom, you can’t just make me do whatever when I get back this summer! But I have had the urge to do something with plants.