A Spring Break during which one must seek out the shade is a gift to gardeners. It means that tulips are blooming, and the parade of spring ephemerals has begun with Virginia bluebells leading the way.
The first native plant sale of the season is underway, and I’m sitting on a shady bench behind the gazebo of Green Spring Gardens awaiting the arrival of a friend for walking and lunch to follow. My “finds” at the sale are safely tucked away in a car parked in shade, windows cracked open a couple of inches.
Oodles of Master Gardeners fill the flower beds, bent over at the waist with buttons up in the air, doing spring clean-up, in-filling pansies, adding soil here and mulch there. Nannies and mothers with strollers are my midweek companions for the moment.
Soon my friend will arrive. But for now I’m enjoying the cool breeze, the chattering of the birds, and the young boy who is toddling up and down the gentle ramp of the gazebo nearby.
