Though tomorrow is the first day of spring, the vernal equinox, and there are beginning to be signs of life, our family is in need of some green. We spent Embree's birthday at Wilson's Nurseries, in Frankfort, building a terrarium, her gift from Nana and Poppy.
What a gift to us all. The smell of dirt, and crabapple blossoms. Making plans for our gardens in Indiana and pretending, if just for a bit, that spring had made it to the Bluegrass.
If it can't be quite spring in our back yard, at least it is in the greenhouse. Thankful for small blessings.