I like rain, actually.

~Bill Rodgers

The rains have moved in and happy outdoor seed sowing days have come to an end for now. It was wonderful to be out in the sunshine (in short sleeves no less!) turning over the winter rye and marking furrows for tiny seeds. The warm breeze whisked away the winter chill and rippled the sheets on the clothesline until they were dry. The sunshine and hazy blue sky erased every memory of longing for spring…even if just for one day it was here.

Funny though how the rain is so much more delightful to me when seeds are in the ground. Every plop, plop, plop sinking down to the peas as they plump and swell. I imagine the lettuce and spinach seeds waking and stretching to the surface ready to pop forth in a wave of green at the next hint of sunshine. Oddly, I feel productive knowing the day isn’t wasted because of inclement weather but rather the garden is busy at work waking and growing. As fickle a month as March may be, the seeds will press onward and upward knowing their time in the sun is close at hand.

For now I’ll rest, sitting by the window with a hot cup of tea and listening to the raindrops fall. Tree buds are swelling, birds are nesting and the snow has vanished completely. Garden life is reawakening and a rainy day is the perfect time to appreciate all that’s changing.  It’s also a good time to rest sore muscles that have forgotten last season’s work over the long winter. I’m sore! No complaints, though. Spring is returning and all is right with the world.

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