The garden at this time last year:


The garden this morning:


It’s hard to believe we planted radishes a year ago. And peas.

Thankfully, we’d already decided this would be a fallow year. We head to Europe in just 100 days. So … fougasse and macarons have replaced the usual visions of lettuce and chard that dance in my head.

Besides, “fallow” is a relative term. Tomato planting doesn’t happen until Mother’s Day weekend.

Maybe the snow will have melted by then …