Mother’s Day- that ever important date in gardeners’ minds- after which it is reasonably safe to plant annuals- has come and gone. Frost-free date for this area is May 15th- this week. For the more technologically savvy, weather.com gives the all-clear in the 10 day weather forecast. I can’t find my Farmer’s Almanac- but I’m guessing we are safe.
Farmers have been out working in the fields, planting corn and spreading fertilizer. Cool season crops are in, tomatoes and peppers can go in now. We’ve picked our asparagus patch twice. Nothing tastes like fresh-steamed asparagus with a little garlic-ranch sauce. I also like it roasted with olive oil and sea salt in a 400 degree oven for 15 min.
This time of year everything seems verdant, alive and growing faster than we can catch up with. Spring came in with a bang- the sweaters I wore all of March and April were shucked quickly last week as the temps hit the 80s and the weeds started growing a foot a day. Virginia bluebells, azaleas, tulips and bleeding hearts are blooming. Iris and Amsonia aren’t far behind. My daughter picked me a bouquet of dandelions every day last week on her walk up the driveway from the bus stop. That’s how I know spring is here.
Folks in the greenhouse business live for May- working all winter preparing for this short time when everyone- tired of being cooped up and cold, wants to get out and plant, celebrate being alive, feel sun on their faces and dirt under their fingernails.
Maybe it is a harkening back to agrarian roots, but the need to see something green and growing seems primal. Some visitors to the farm don’t know the difference between an annual and a perennial. That’s ok. That’s great. We all share the same seasonal rhythm that tells us to go outside, get dirty, and plant something. Watch it grow. Maybe we’ll learn something our smart phones can’t tell us.
If you’ve been watching the calendar or the weather report, go ahead and plant your petunias and tomatoes. You have my blessing.
