One Eye on Imbolc

Right now I’m in that familiar early-season in-between where seeds are ordered, a new grow-light setup is sitting in boxes unassembled, and the landscaper is measuring for new veggie beds while nothing is actually growing yet. Mentally and emotionally, I’m somewhere between a frazzled raccoon rummaging through the garage and a caterpillar bargaining for just one more month of rest. The gardener in me is keeping one eye on Imbolc.