I hope you’ve been able to enjoy the summery weather this week! Grizzly is in heaven — and I’m not far behind. The redbuds have exploded with mauve and magenta. My wildflower bed is full of bloodroot; the bluebells and Jacob’s ladder will be blooming any day now. As I write this, I’m resisting the urge to abandon my desk and go harvest ramps from the woods. But rain arrives on Sunday, and next week’s temperatures are expected to be more seasonally appropriate.
Ah, April in Ohio. Robert Frost described the season well in his poem “Two Tramps in Mud Time”:
“The sun was warm but the wind was chill.
You know how it is with an April day.
When the sun is out and the wind is still,
You’re one month on in the middle of May.
But if you so much as dare to speak,
a cloud come over the sunlit arch,
And wind comes off a frozen peak,
And you’re two months back in the middle of March.”
(My sons have heard those first two lines so many times that they roll their eyes whenever I quote them. Which is a lot of times, every spring.)
Spring is synonymous with new beginnings. As you know, we’ve been revamping our board of directors now that we’re better established. You’ve already met Mark Turner and Emily Beveridge. This week, we’re pleased to introduce you to Aimee Edmondson.
