I went to the little farmers market near my office today at lunch, mostly expecting to see the same old apples, pears, and potatoes that have been there all winter long. But just as I turned around the corner, I saw it.
There was fresh baby lettuce, big bunches of chives, little heads of cabbage and tiny spring onions. I nearly jumped for joy. I brought home some fingerling potatoes and carrots, too. Sping is coming! It's really coming.