Beware the Ides of March. Thanks to William Shakespeare, most of us have heard this ominous phrase. But the madman says, “Don’t Beware, but be aware of the Ides of March.” Remember, the madman is a gardener, not a historian. The history buff is interested in the Ides of March in the year 44 B.C….
The madman is excited. March is full of great gardening events. His head is ready to explode with all the excitement. As you read this, we are on the cusp of the first great thing. In about 10 weeks, it will be May 15. And, May 15 is the madman’s estimate for the last…
Here it is March 7 and the madman is itching to get going. Ten inches of snow will delay the pruning again. But, he keeps checking the calendar – not yet, not yet. He is so ready to get his hands into the dirt (he calls it soil)-you should see the size of the sandbox…
The madman came dancing up the cellar stairs a couple of days ago singing “They’re up, they’re up, they’re up.” To a visitor his actions may seem strange, but I knew he meant that some seeds had begun to sprout. To understand the significance, we have to back track to the beginning of December. Exciting…