The awakening of Spring 2013 was the slowest one ever. In a "normal" year, by the time the calendar was flipped to May, we would have already been enjoying lilacs in bloom. The yard's dreary winter residue would have been raked clean, and the garden turned over, waiting for seeds to be sewn. And we would have already been enjoying a few hearty stalks of rhubarb.... In my attempt to try to keep up with the calendar of fresh spring produce that my mind is accustomed to, I succumbed to the fact … [Continue reading...]
