I’m really struggling to imagine spring as winter lingers into May. Sigh. My first thought as I look at a desolate fern garden with just little brown bumps here and there and almost completely black dirt the length of the garage where lilies of the valley exuberantly leafed green last summer, is “This is depressing.” The garden seems to be taking its sweet time to peep out this spring. But finally this week, I have a little bit of hope in the form of one (count ’em, one) fiddlehead and some muguet nubs!
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