Sweet Harvest Homestead

A brand new calendar holds so much promise; In my hands, I hold a whole new year to plan, dream and set goals for.  It is such fun to think that in two more months the daffodils will be blooming.  In four months, I will plant the tiny seeds that will grow into vegetables to feed my family, and five months from now; I will once again smell the roses that bloom so lovely in my garden. When I was a teenager, I never liked the winter months.  To me, they signaled a let down after the highs of the holiday season.  Three months of dreary, cold and dark weather and a bit of melancholy was all the first of the new year meant to me.  Now, that I am wiser,  I relish this peaceful season of reflection and (some) rest.  The boisterous holidays and craft show that I take part in are over, and I have more time to sit and think.  Writing out goals for the new year is something I enjoy.  I suppose it is the same as making resolutions, except to me, resolutions seem negative. ( I'm