What a glorious day! There is a lot of beauty in our world. The winter is leaving us. I don't like to say anything negative about winter here in Minnesota. Winter has given us a lot, including appreciation for adversity and the patience it teaches us. I don't think we would be who we are if we didn't experience the most severe and the most beautiful season. Today I appreciate the gorgeous birch trees.
These trees are at the root of my existence. My grandpa Holum was an immigrant from Norway, and the birches connected him to his homeland. Now, they connect me to him, my grandpa "Pa." He planted them wherever he could, and talked about the white birch "legs." To Pa, they were our connection from season to season, and generation to generation.
Today I worked on some planting in the house, and I thought about my mom and dad and also of "Pa" and felt so full of a heritage that they passed down. It was a good feeling. I wonder if we don't all have this heritage, and could we all appreciate it a little more? It doesn't take a big sacrifice. In their way, they all saw the beauty of winter passing into spring. These old Norwegians used the word "cozy" so liberally. So and so was "cozy." Aunt Josephine or Aunt Annie were "cozy." They spoke of "visiting" someone and saying they were so "cozy." They would say, after a busy day, let's just get "cozy" tonight. Coffee time was a time to be "cozy." I'll never forget it. We all need to be more "cozy."
It was kind of exciting to get some of the dahlias started in the house. Normally, I haven't done this, but it seems the growing season gets shorter and they don't bloom until the latter part of August, so I thought I'd give it a try.
I hope this works. You can see I like sour cream and ice cream. I also started some canna roots and they're doing well. My sister gave me a Christmas gift of herbs and I hope they progress well. Oregano, rosemary, cilantro, and basil. Always hope for the best.
As you can see, there is a long way to go, the garden still has a covering of icy snow. We'll see what the week brings. I'm in no hurry. But the presence of some paltry canna sprouts in the house is a nice reminder to be "cozy" and appreciate what we have.