By Dave Coulter
In the mail this week arrived a bright light, a beacon of promise on a cold winter day: a seed catalog from the Seeds of Change company.
I have to hand it to those seed sellers - they must surely know how vulnerable we are ("we" being pretty much anyone living north of Paducah). It borders on unfair. Their photos of assorted tomatoes, golden yellow sunflowers and baskets of green beans transport one - mentally, anyway - from the business end of a snow shovel to the muggy heat of a July garden.
I can almost feel the mosquitos bite. Where's that checkbook?