Dreaming of Greenhouses and Spring

Dreaming of Greenhouses and Spring

This week’s cold snap has me dreaming of greenhouses and the garden I miss so much. The frost may have silenced my plants, but in my mind, they’re alive—lush greens climbing and bright blooms bursting with life.

While I wait for the sun, I’m filling the void on my iPad, painting the colors I long to see again. Winter may pause the garden, but it doesn’t stop the dreaming. Soon enough, the soil will thaw, the seeds will sprout, and the garden will wake. Until then, I’ll keep planting hope, one brushstroke at a time.