It’s spring time here, and where I am from this means it’s a time for preparing the garden for planting.

It’s more than just digging a hole. Mulch, compost, and natural fertilizer are part of my devious plot to get my new tulips and blue bonnets to bloom. Then there’s verimaculture. I don’t raise worm for my compost pile, but it does have potential.

“They” tell me that the old guard way of planning a good flower bed is to plant based on having foliage for spring through late fall.  If you have a shady spot, then you should plant botanicals which thrive in the shade. I will admit that I have never done this, but I am plan to plant for seasonal foliage this year.

Then there’s complimentary color and height.

before things get too complicate for me, I start having those fuzzy watercolored like fantasies/dreams about creating a butterfly and edible fruit garden.  Maybe I will take the time to secure the two new bat houses, the blue bird nests, and the purple martins’ homes. I could raise me a family of earth worms to care for my rose bed.

Perhaps I’ll make peace with that gopher with whom I have hunted like Bill Murray’s character in CaddyShack.

Then again Maggie’s Valentine’s Day present to me was three little baby moles and a 10 foot by 12 foot hole that she opened to find them. That’s our new daffoidil bed. Sleep tight gopher..

well, maybe this year.