Thankgoodness for the greenhouse...

As you can see, it will be awhile before I  can hit the flower beds.  But wait, my loving husband bought me a greenhouse.  I dug my way in and enjoyed the smell of fresh dirt.  Yes.  There is hope.   After I scooped and scoped out the situation, I decided it wouldn't hurt to try and plant some seeds.  I added to the lettuce and spinach that had made it though the winter.  I put some carrots, radishes, and beets in the ground.  Then... I got to use my new watering can. 

Please notice the shovel handle and the small pile of snow.  Please do not notice the wonderful combination of giant sweatshirt, blue plaid flannels, and camouflage rubber boots.  Nobody ever accused me of being a fashionable gardener.

I was so happy to use the new can. It worked perfectly.

This lettuce made it through the winter.  It didn't grow by leaps and bounds, but it hung in there.

This is my freshly planted and watered greenhouse.  I didn't go crazy with planting, just some quick growing cold hardy stuff.  At this point it is all still experimentation.

I decided to bring the washtub inside and plant it with chamomile.  The pot below has some mint from last year.  The mint seems to have survived the winter.

It was a balmy 70 inside the greenhouse.  Hopefully, it will stay warm and my seeds will do well.  Again, if things don't do well it is all an experiment.  I am testing the limits of my growing season with the greenhouse.  I have to say it was great just getting my hands dirty.