Springtime is rushing by even as the world grinds to a halt, sheltered in place. My husband and I are locked up tight, stocked up and with more able-bodies friends running as-needed errands.
We are comfortable, more so than either of us thought we could be for such a crisis. I am home with pay from work and spending as much time preparing the garden for maximum production this year. I think our neighborhood and community could use some overabundant gardens in the near future.
While the vegetables get sown, the flowers bulbs bloom and the perennial buds awake. I won’t be investing much of anything besides labor in flowers this year, but I have gifted starts to get in the ground from last fall. as well as flowers to move to make best use of ground for food.
And the investments of the past four years into a self-propagating garden have provided enjoyable results.
Welcome to spring at our wabi-sabi cottage. Let us all hope it will have in-person vistors again soon…