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...March has come in like a lion here in Ohio.  We have cold temps and more snow than any of us had hoped for.  All you people who wished for a white Christmas, knock it off!  Beware what you wish for at Christmas time.  You may not get it until February...in spades.       March is the month that all northern gardeners start feeling spring tugging at our hearts.  For better than a month now I have been dragging out all my gardening books and designing container gardens for the impending spring of 2015. Yesterday I found myself slowly turning a corner in a grocery store as I longingly spotted the new seed packet display.  Visions of pots of little green herbs keep creeping into my mind as I peer out of the window.  I am torn between the joy of snow left over from childhood and the promise of the spring gardening rituals that will begin only a few weeks away...I hope.  It has been a rough winter with record-setting subzero temperatures and copious amounts of snow.  For the most part it

...Large fluffy snowflakes began to fill the air as I listened to the weather report that told about the snow flurries to be expected. Snowflake Bentley would be proud. These flakes were huge and feathery. Mother Goose was definitely shaking out her feather duster. I love the clean smell of fresh snow. The snow shoveling Olympics has begun here in Ohio.  We haven't been hit with the predicted nor'easter that has been forecast for the north eastern parts of the country, but we do have more than our fair share of snow.       After all these years I still want to get out and play in the snow, but all my friends have gotten old and infirmed, leaving me with no one to join me in the frozen fun.  A few weeks ago I heard a news report that told about some towns having outlawed sled riding. It makes one wonder how so many of us survived our childhood.  Sled riding lethal, who would have thought?!!!  Hearing that report stirred the memories of how my dad took my cousins and me to a wel