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In the springtime, I would rather be in my gardens more than almost anywhere else. The days are cooler, less humidity, and I am moved to magical wonder every year by plants that push and sometimes burst through the earth with such determination.

Wednesday is the first day of Spring. It was such a busy winter, and I am barely able to believe the warmer months will soon be upon us. Spring is most beautiful in the south, I believe more so than anywhere else, but it is also quite a short season in these parts. We may… Continue reading