You know how sometimes a word gets stuck in your head, and everything reminds you of it? Earlier this week I read a garden blog about ephemerals . Although the term was used very specifically to describe plants that come and go before the trees leaf out, of course in a broader sense everything is ephemeral. I was again reminded of that truth by one of Gretchen Rubin’s “secrets of adulthood” : The Fun Part Doesn’t Come Later; Now is the fun part.
So this morning we took a little walk in the back yard to appreciate what’s blooming right now, and for me the fun part was the sweet woodruff. I don’t remember when I bought the first plants or where, but this plant has flourished outside my kitchen door for years. I’ve always imagined steeping it to make May wine; maybe this year…
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