This is one of my favorite times of the season. It is quiet this time of year, just you, your thoughts and the rain pitter pattering on the roof. It isn’t the time for heaving shovels and straining backs; it is full of small, thoughtful movements. Planting a single seed in every cell. Mixing light soils to make the perfect bed for your seed. Warming cold fingers by the fire. This time of year reminds me to do the small things for those I love.