Someday, this post is really going to date this time: spring 2020, the strangest one a lot of us have lived through.

The garden is a laboratory, a learning process, a living thing. Since March just ended, I’ll summarize a few things that happened last month.

An idea that has always inspired us, especially in moving into an older home (ours is 1951) where so, so many things need work and nothing is quite pristine, is that if it’s good enough for a cottage in the English countryside, it’s good enough for us.

Because the interplay of what’s blooming when is so specific to place and even to season, I wanted a way to see at a glance what was happening.