Pithy Quote About Plans Goes Here

But I forgot half of it and don't remember where I found it.

This post was supposed to be a series of before and after photos of the garden, but I haven't taken the afters yet. I have to finish the work first. I can't stall for long-- there's a deadline on the tea garden. I'm having a party in it during the first week of May. And the rest of the vegetables have to go in soon or I'll run out of growing season.

Soon, though. Piles of dirt and stone are turning green whether or not I get the soil mixed. The garden behind us keeps sending up volunteer violets and little blue flowers I don't recognize in the herb bed. Mads brings the flowers to me by the fistful and we watch them wilt in the tiny clay vase that sits on the kitchen sill.

I have asparagus and tomatoes and peppers and a dozen other things to plant. The peas sprouted and are reaching for the trellis. Once this storm clears I'm heading back out to sink some containers for mint and chammomile and lemon balm. Maybe I can convince the big kid to help me dig up rocks. And maybe I'll settle for a cup of violet tea and a chat, instead.