Oour blessed early spring carries with it sinister overtones of an early summer. When it is as warm as it is now, the wild-growing horta in the garden grow too quickly to be harvested over the season, thrusting forth their blossoms, a sign that they have lost their tenderness and fine flavour.
The colours of spring are a display of rebirth, as grasses bloom and spread their seed for the following growing season. But spring also hides a short period of poorer times ahead, the insecurity of watching the winter's supplies run out as we wait for the summer season's harvests to come through.
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i'm watching "Life in a cottage garden" with Carol Klein on BBC2 - she talks about the late spring of May rushing towards summer (but it's England over there and there's plenty of cool weather to go with both seasons)
ReplyDeleteHello Maria. I'm glad I've found your blog. Summer seems to be playing hide-an'-seek here in Athens. Two days ago we needed Noa's ark to move around and today the sun shines gloriously over my fresh laundry. My garden is very small and there are many stray cats around so I don't plant anything edible, but even the growth of wild greens makes me feel a bit closer to nature and the changing of seasons. Have a nice week and keep blogging.
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