a happy one

The lights flick on outside, the house begins to simmer down, and in the quiet night I realize that spring is on its way—another spring to want a garden and plant new trees, another spring to see if I can find a swing of things that will be effective. I want my garden to finally be a happy one this year. I want to look forward to the warm summer nights when I go out in the garden and watch vegetables grow and see the stars begin to pop through the dark blue fabric of night. I look forward to spring because it always offers a chance to find more of me again.