It was an almost warm, dry winter. It is now a cold, wet spring. As I type this, on April 27, it is raining and 38 degrees. Adding to the general specialness of the day, there is a hard northeast wind blowing.
The garden flowers may be hesitating until it gets a little warmer, but the weeds are out and about. Over the past few weeks, I have spent a lot of time attempting to get these prolific, shameless intruders under control. When one is on one’s knees in the dirt, one has a lot of time for thoughts and these are mine. (more…)