"Nutty & Whiskers Garden Dreams" (Image & Text Copyright Wylddane Productions, LLC)
The cold February wind rattled the branches of the trees, sending tiny flurries of snow drifting through the air. Nutty and Whiskers sat inside their cozy tree hollow, wrapped in thick blankets, watching the gray sky through their frost-kissed window.
"It feels like winter will never end," Nutty sighed, his tail drooping.
Whiskers nodded, flipping through the pages of an old seed catalog. "I know, but look at this, Nutty! Just imagine... rows of fresh green sprouts, juicy berries, and warm sun on our fur."
Nutty perked up, scooting closer. "Ooooh, let me see!" He grabbed the catalog and eagerly turned the pages. Pictures of plump strawberries, crisp lettuce, and golden sunflowers filled the pages, each one a promise of spring’s return. "Look at these! We should plant blueberries this year!"
"And hazelnuts!" Whiskers added. "I read that if we plant them early, they’ll be ready just in time for autumn."
They sprawled out on the floor, surrounded by seed catalogs and scraps of parchment filled with notes. "We need to plan everything just right," Nutty said. "Last year, our tomatoes got way too much shade. Maybe we should move them to the other side of the garden?"
Whiskers tapped his chin thoughtfully. "Good idea! And maybe we can build a trellis for the peas so they have more room to climb."
For hours, they dreamed and planned, marking down their favorite seeds and sketching little maps of where everything should go. The cold, gray day outside faded from their minds as they imagined digging into the warm soil, feeling the sun on their fur, and watching their garden burst into life.
Finally, Nutty stretched and let out a contented sigh. "I can't wait for spring. Just think—soon we’ll be outside, planting, watering, and watching everything grow."
Whiskers grinned. "And snacking! Fresh berries right off the bush—nothing better than that!"
They laughed, their hearts warm despite the winter chill. Spring still felt far away, but they knew it was coming. And when it did, they would be ready with paws in the dirt, making their garden dreams come true.
~Wylddane
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