Maybe it's that pesky Mother Nature, trying to trick me into believing that Spring is just around the bend with our 50 degree temps today.
Maybe it's because I'm taking on that perpetually house-bound feeling...the feeling that I shall never again feel grass beneath my toes. The feeling that my skin will never lose its late-January pallor. The feeling that my fingernails are destined to remain forever clean.
Most likely, it's because I recently saw It's Complicated and fell in love with her house, yes, but mostly with her garden.


That garden, so intoxicatingly, achingly lush and orderly and vibrant, made me believe that with the right basket in my hand, my garden will fall right into line around me.
Here's a shot of my garden from last year, its inaugural year:



And what farm would be complete without a miniature windmill?
I'm also envisioning an entire box dedicated to a cutting garden. Swoon!
Oh, and worm-free tomatoes.
Come on, May! I'm itching to get my hands on you.
PS - Swoony Corn and Potato chowder recipe is now posted here (at the bottom of the post). I implore all of you to try it. Even little people love it.