Looking Ahead...a Perpetual Gardener

I was puttering outside on this off and on rainy day, when I thought about gardening keeping us vital and alive. We may get tired as can be, but after a rest...we're at it again until we fall into the chair, when we finish our work. I am looking ahead to spring I guess.... looking around and seeing what can be changed, with little work. Finding plants to bring in and winter over. Deciding if I want to force some bulbs. (they would be so welcome in the spring.) Wondering where to plant my new plants, so that they can be seen from the porch next year. My life, it seems, is always spent looking ahead. I'm what I call a perpetual gardener. Never ending...work, thoughts, research, and of course joy. I think that is what is the difference between someone who is old in their 70's, and one the same age...who doesn't know they are old...till they look in the mirror. We do have aches and pains, but I guess that I'm one of the lucky ones who can usually just work it out. If I have an ache in the morning and a plant to put in the ground, you can be assured that by the end of the day...it will be planted. Gardening was one of the first things on my mind last year, after brain surgery. I went out in the yard and puttered around doing just a few things soon after I came home. I didn't really feel like doing much in the house, but the outside was calling me. Once upon a time, after surgery, I asked my doctor, "When will I be able to mow the lawn?" He laughed and said that I was the first woman to ask him that.Always looking ahead to the next season is how I live. More on this later on...here is what I did today
I have been trying to decide what to put in two of my new pots. As I was looking out at the rain this morning, I spotted my Dipladenia plants and how vibrant and sturdy they are. I decided to pot them up in those pots and see what happens. If they grow, I might just leave them in these pretty pots and put them on the front porch. Here I am looking forward to spring and what I'll be doing in my yard. It's a perpetual thing with me. When the good Lord takes me, I hope he puts me in the garden.
Balisha