May is literally flying by in a haze of deep freezes, wind, rain and more wind. When I wake up to low 40 degree temps, I can’t help but think back to the early days of gardening when I was wooed by a gorgeous weekend in early May and planted my whole garden — only to watch it struggle through the rest of the month. Meanwhile, my experienced friends would wait until the end of the month to plant and I’d watch as their gardens sped pass mine. Now, I’m that experienced person.
(Last year I planted in early May.)