It’s only early April, but global warming has given me a serious case of spring fever. It started last week when I knew I was going to give a speech to the Pennsylvania Land Conservation Association, about 10 minutes away from my favorite nursery, Waterloo Gardens, in Exton, PA. The speech was Friday night, so I took my truck to work with me and tried my hardest to get out of work in time to get to the nursery before I had to be at the event. Well, I got a bit of a late start, and halfway to Exton I realized I wasn’t going to have enough time to go to Waterloo. The sadness I felt driving my truck home later that night—empty—was enough to make me find an excuse to get mad at my husband and mope around for the next 24 hours.
My husband calls me a plant pig, and he’s right. I just can’t get enough plants. Yes, I love to vegetable garden, but my true love is landscaping—creating and even painting with plants. I love to interact with nature over time, see what takes and what doesn’t, and watch with surprise as nature always improves on my ideas.
Sunday, I finally got to two of my favorite local nurseries, Herbein’s and Kuss Brothers (neither of which is organic, unfortunately; nor is Waterloo). My husband had taken the truck to church with the kids (it’s a car seat issue), so I had to take my Prius for both food shopping and nursery shopping. By the time I was done, the car was filled front-to-back with plants and food.
Fortunately, after a long spring nap on the couch outside and two strong cups of organic coffee, I planted all the plants, got good clean dirt under my nails, and made trout on the grill (fired with wood).
That’s a good day!
I love this time of year. It’s a lot of work cleaning up the yard from the winter. But it’s good work—the kind that makes you a bit sore the next day and even stronger the day after that.
Next week, I’ll tell you about the special garden I planted for Lucia!