It is cooler than normal on this May Southeast Florida morning. I’m on my knees, running my fingers thru the dirt. My hands are dirty and this makes me feel happy. The earth provides and I’m grateful. The vegetable growing season is almost over and I will soon place a light coat of mulch on the dormant garden area. Nighttime is for sitting in my recliner, smoking my pipe, reading the seed catalogs, and dreaming of next gardening season.