Throw back the covers, slide out of bed,
feet into slippers, grab robe,
call the dog who was awake on the first alarm.
Baby and Lucy
Down the stairs and into the kitchen
three sleepy dogs, tails thumping against their beds.
"Out, dogs" I mumble as I open the back door.
I am not a morning person.
Coffee like jet fuel with sugar and almond milk
Into the basement
Tap the red switch to turn on the grow lights
Centranthus ruber 'Snow Cloud' and 'Pretty Betsy' seedlings to the left
Very tiny snapdragon 'Frosted Flames' to the right
(To see what I'm growing this year, check out my So Seedy 2016 page.)