Given the choice, this is how I would spend the month of February. Napping all day and getting up only to follow the sun around the house. That, of course, assumes that there is sunshine. We haven't had much of it. Even Mootsie is getting desperate -- I mean really desperate -- for nicer weather. Yesterday, during a 20-minute sunny interlude in the clouds, Mootsie announced, "It's spring! It's spring, mama." I didn't have the heart to tell her that we have a way to go before spring truly arrives. But then I got to thinking, why not seize her enthusiasm and start spring, or at least the planning for spring, now. So today I'm looking into joining a CSA and reading up on starting seeds. Take that, February.