By: Master Gardener 05/01/2011
As I write this, somewhere under the last blanket of snow are our gardens. For now we will have to imagine instead a blanket of flowers undulating in a gentle breeze, the nodding heads a riot of color, and a bevy of butterflies flitting from blossom to blossom. Right now it might be all in our heads but it can be in our gardens if we plan and plant for it.