If there is one thing about Canadian winters, it is that they are long. January through March can feel a little bit like Narnia under the White Witch's rule: always winter and never Christmas. February in particular can be a little bit dodgy. It has the "we're getting closer to spring but we're not quite there" feel to it. Today I was itching for some green space - anything that had signs of spring and not snow. I was given a couple new plant pots for Christmas so Zoey and I took a trip to Home Depot and bought a couple plants. It was an afternoon for sinking my hands into some dirt and I welcomed it.