This is the garden on March 31st. Sunny, warm. The first day of real springlike weather. Everything felt like it was exploding with growth.
This is the garden just two weeks later. Rainy, cold. So many plants are beginning to fill out and bloom, not to mention the weeds and errant grasses that send out their tufts of new growth on long, white runners, like missionaries in a foreign land. It's a great time to keep after them because the ground is so saturated and they are relatively easy to dig up and pull along the runner, from one tuft to the next. I find that very satisfiying. Not only getting out the grass right in front of me, but also the one inches away, even feet, with a gentle pull. Often the runners break because they run deep into the ground, so I am forced to come back a few weeks later to see what new grass is growing in the bed I just cleaned out. Vigilance is key.