“I love spring anywhere, but if I could choose I would always greet it in a garden.” ~~ Ruth Stout
We’ve had an extremely weird winter, so far. We had pouring, drenching rain through much of December — and not much since — which does not bode well for the latter days of summer this year. Then in late January we had a week or two of freezing cold, which was most unusual for our part of the world — and the rest of the winter we’ve rarely needed more than a light-weight jacket or sweatshirt.
I read other gardening blogs and it seems that most of the ones I follow are still posting photos of snow in their gardens. Wherever they are it is definitely still winter. But here, this is an in-between time – a liminal time of year. Winter is gone — and spring is oh-so-near, but not entirely here just yet. The flowering plums and pears are almost finished with blossoming out. The daffodils are almost gone for the year. This is the time for setting out bedding plants – very carefully. We can still get caught by a late frost.
… primulas, peas, and parsley … there ought to be a nursery rhyme in there somewhere …
Two of my favorite gardening quotes:
And when your back stops aching and your hands begin to harden…You will find yourself a partner in the Glory of the Garden. ~~Rudyard Kipling
Spring is nature’s way of saying, let’s party! ~~Robin Williams
The first acknowledges the plain hard-work that goes into spring — clearing out last year’s leftovers, turning the soil, mulching, planting and moving. The second expresses so well the sheer joy that is spring — the happiness that comes with getting out there and getting your hands in the dirt, planning new beds, finding new varieties to try.
Some plants just do their thing, winter or spring. The six-foot tall rosemary doesn’t care what the calendar says — and neither do the bees. You can’t really see them here, but every day when the sun shines they’re out there — swarming all over the blue blossoms … busy, busy, busy …
Happy Spring everyone!