Frost

This morning, I woke up (alone, since both my husband and my son were sick and sleeping) and came down the stairs. I looked out the french doors to the backyard to see that my garden beds were frosty. Except for the portions in which I had sown peas over the weekend. I love how observant gardening makes me.

And I noticed on Monday as I watered my pots of peas outside that there is germination goin' on. Man, I love fresh garden peas! If only it were days rather than weeks to go!