Vineyard Gardener
Everyone is complaining about the wet and chilly weather. I’m not one of them.
Last Friday evening the rain, thunder and lightning could almost be called biblical.
The old refrain “April showers bring May flowers” has taken on a whole new meaning.
I took advantage of this past Monday’s weather. It was my last opportunity to make bread before the onslaught of full-on gardening.
There is a lone dandelion blooming right in the parking lot in a crack in the cement next to the curbstone.
I was a bit blindsided on Tuesday morning. I did not expect such a hard freeze.
My least favorite weather is wind.
What I am about to say is unpopular but that has never stopped me in the past.
Spring is so unpredictable. On Sunday morning I fishtailed on the road in the sleet and snow.
On Sunday night or rather very early Monday morning, I woke to loud snow plows.
In my opinion, spring has sprung. The chickens are laying, canaries are singing their little hearts out, a few snowdrops are blooming, and there is...
I made a futile attempt for the six o’clock boat out of Woods Hole on Tuesday morning. The full moon was hovering over the golf course on the Woods...
