I'm not sure what else to call this in-between season otherwise. Winter isn't quite over, because we will occasionally get a snow storm that drops an inch or two of snow, but it doesn't usually stick around for more than a couple of days. We get glimpses of Spring, when the sun pops out and the weather warms up slightly for a day here and there. I know it's close, because my eternally seasonally naive bulbs are peeking out of the mud, but I have no delusions that Winter is done yet either.
It messes with my mind, this time of year. I start thinking that I can't possibly tolerate a single day more of cold, gray skies, and then the sun breaks through...but not for long. L and I are planning to make newspaper pots and start our indoor seeds tomorrow. Growing things is usually my therapy in late February/early March. Hope it works this year!
A friend of mine recently posted a picture of ruby red beans, and remarked on how much she enjoys seeing the colors in her food. Here is my colorful picture...the eggs that we gathered today from our hens. After I've washed all the eggs, it makes me smile to see all the varied colors of pink and brown and speckled.