if you stand very very close to my planters and stare for a long while and concentrate you will see them too. two teeny tiny little radish sprouts breaking through the brown. did i feel this way when i gave birth? if i did i don't remember. i am not allowing myself to stand there all day long because i am afraid the old adage about watched pots not boiling may hold true for plants sprouting. i also have not fallen victim to getting out the flashlight at 4:00 am when i get up. i make myself wait until the sun is just rising to go out and look for new signs of green. i think this is the definition of addiction!