For a brief moment I though April was going to be full of warm sunshine and garden happiness. Nope. The 80 degree temps earlier in the month forced flowering trees to find their flowers quickly. But when the snow started to fall again, some of those flowering trees ducked for cover. Or got zapped. But, spring always comes.
About Me
I haven’t always been a gardener, but I have always loved gardens. It has taken 16 years to get my gardens into the shape they are today. And, I’ve had help. I’m 74 years old, have rheumatoid arthritis, and had a late stage cancer six years ago. I am, though, intrepid. I’m the kind of person who plods along, tailoring my goals as I go. Last November I had a long overdue knee replacement surgery and I’m hoping this spring, summer, and fall will be able to maintain and find even more joy working in all of my garden beds. Full disclosure, though. I have a garden guy who comes once a week to work in my gardens.
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