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.