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Transform Your Kitchen Scraps into a Windowsill Garden

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Looking for something to do during the winter months that will make you excited for spring? Try making your own windowsill garden–it’s super easy, fun and you’ll have a head start on your spring garden planting.

Tip: Whenever I buy romaine lettuce, I wash, chop and store it with a paper towel in an airtight container so it will maintain freshness longer. The paper towel absorbs the excess moisture so the lettuce doesn’t get that gross, soggy texture. If it’s already chopped, I’m also more likely to eat it 🙂

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Anyway, I never really paid attention to throwing away the base of the lettuce until I read about re-growing it. All you need to do is cut the base about 2-3 inches from the end. Find a bowl or jar and fill it with about 2 inches of water. You don’t want too much water, as it will overpower the base…

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NO REASON… ERNEST HEMINGWAY

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“You expected to be sad in the fall.  Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light.  But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen.  When the cold rains kept on and killed the spring, it was as though a young person died for no reason.”

Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

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EVERLASTING (MOBY)

WINTER IS DEAD

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“She turned to the sunlight
    And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbor:
    “Winter is dead.”

A.A.MILNE

First day of snow

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In the good old days,
everyone says,
things were better.
It was better back then,
back when,
on winter mornings we’d open the blinds,
fingers crossed in mind,
excited upon seeing the first snow,
our faces would glow.

Grabbing snow suits,
and snow boots,
outside we’d run.
We’d play and jump,
just being happy and dumb,
throwing ourselves into the snow.
We’d smile at the sky,
without being shy,
extending our hands and smiles,
to all the other young and wilds.

Building igloos, snow angles and snowmen,
over and over again,
sledding and sliding,
screaming and fighting,
there would be snowball fights,
and we would quickly reunite,
reconciling in minutes,
there were just no limits.

No worries,
no fear,
nothing could come near.
We would just be,
flying carefree.
We would stand on that swing,
dance, and loudly we’d sing,
rocking higher and higher,
until some poor kid fell over.

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SNOW IN REVERSE

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SCENTS OF WINTER

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I love the scents of winter!
For me, it’s all about the feeling you get when you smell pumpkin spice,
cinnamon, nutmeg, gingerbread and spruce.
Taylor Swift


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LIKE STARS – MARY OLIVER

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“Snow was falling,
so much like stars
filling the dark trees
that one could easily imagine
its reason for being was nothing more
than prettiness.”

Mary Oliver