Thinking about January makes my head spin.  Could it be the month to retreat to the fireside and the intellectual rigors of a timely novel–or perhaps to organize drawers and closets and shovel out the basement?  Trips to the Goodwill and dump inspire virtue and self-satisfaction–isn’t that how I want to feel in the first days of the new year.  Boring!!!  What makes winter palatable for me is the promise of renewal in the garden. I want to linger over the catalogs that the mail person stows the mailbox, attack the pile of garden books proliferating by the bed and … Continue Reading