All there is left to do is dream. If I could hibernate and wake in March, I'd seriously consider it. Despite some truly freaky warm weather, which I cannot help but love, winter really will come. My last task will be to chop down the asparagus stalks and order leaf mulch to refresh the borders (and drown some weeds). The seed catalogs are arriving, giving me some much needed vegetable garden planning time. I can hardly contain my excitement for next spring, when the greens will start growing again, when bulbs will pop up in this bed (some that I'm sure I will have forgotten about), and when I'll have flowers again.