We've had a lovely holiday break, and are on day one of settling back into our regular routine. Which is a bit hard on all of us, but especially the littlest ones. I usually don't find a new year to be anything to pay a whole lot of attention to, but for some reason, this year seems very different. Perhaps because last year was a year of transitions for us, and we're finally settled into our new/old and forever home? Whatever the reason, I am excited about 2015. I am looking forward to these few cold, wintry months in the immediate future, and all of the planning and preparation for the gardens and sunny days spent by the lake. Speaking of gardens, I spent several hours one day last week planting bulbs - daffodils, tulips, crocuses, and alliums (182, to be precise) in the only part of our lawn that hadn't yet frozen. I picked up the bulbs for next to nothing after Christmas in the leftover fall stuff, and since we had put a thick layer of rotted hay on the south side of the house where I plan to put plenty of herbs, the ground underneath was still thawed. Hope is planting 182 bulbs on a cold day in January while bundled up in a hat, gloves, and a winter coat in blustery flurries, knowing that spring will come again.