The only great thing about February, in addition of course to it being Black History Month, is that it is not January. For those of us in New England, January was cruel. Gray. Damp. Unfriendly. On the coast, where I live, we received sprinklings of snow that melted away with the following cold rain.
Enough. Enough. Enough. Spring is here, as is a forecast for another 9-12″ of snow this week. I debated today about clearing the flower beds or just getting the snowblower […]
The New England winter that never was has erupted into spring. We’re not talking about a shy ingenue entry. The trees look like a heavy-handed stylist showered them in red buds, […]
Is anybody else worried about the tulips? In our corner of Groton, we still have a wintry torte of 24 inches of hard-packed snow finished off with crunchy ice crystal […]