Wintertime and the world seems to be frozen. No pulse, just this static white covering up the surroundings. It all started as a wonderful, soft coat of fur before Christmas, and now nearly two months later the coat has stiffened and is glaced with icing.
The seeds however do not care. Quite a few of them are waiting outside in their pots, covered up in transparent plastic bags. They get a kick out of it, and when the temperature is rising little green leaves will crawl up from the soil. Till then I just leave them there in the calm, cold shadow. More pots indoors. Some allready with tiny sprouts are placed under light. Others have some relaxing weeks in my studio before they go for some weeks vacation in the fridge. Different seeds,different preferances.