“Who loves a garden still his Eden keeps” — A. Bronson Alcott
It is a refrain that occasionally flits through my thoughts. Not just when I’m in the garden, but sometimes when I am reading, or cooking, or thinking.
Today, it is raining again. We’re stuck in one of those weather loops. It is much worse in other parts of the country, I know, but it still feels so gloomy. If April showers bring May flowers, what do May showers bring?
I do love the rain.
But when the puddles soak through to your socks, that is enough. Time to dry out and send those slugs back under the decaying leaves.
Here’s a look at the garden today.
The Korean lilac looks bejeweled with the raindrops clinging to it.
My garden began as a potagerie. I grew herbs, tomatoes, onions, lettuce, carrots, beans, cucumbers. Then came the rabbits, groundhogs, raccoons, and deer. Every year was another heart break. As our deer population grew, and my perennials began to vanish, I started moving things into the kitchen garden.
A few weeks ago, I was worried that the spring had been too dry. Now, I worry about the damp causing rot. I guess keeping a garden is like raising kids!
Last year, some particularly resourceful deer jumped the fence and ate all of my daylilies in one night. I felt doomed. My husband and I decided to extend the fence with longer poles drilled onto the existing posts. I then stapled netting to the poles, effectively creating an 8 foot barrier. So far, so good.
What is growing in your neck of the woods?
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