Years ago someone told me:
You don’t plant until after the Derby.
I don’t remember who shared those words of wisdom, but through the years I’ve found the advice to be sound for southern Indiana. The Derby this year is May 4th… two weeks from today. No snow here right now, but others that are not so very far from me have a slight ground covering.
It’s cold; it’s windy; and it’s raining. One of the chairs on our front porch was blown around at some point during the night, ending its travels on the sidewalk. Brrrrr! Where did you go, Spring?
And to think, I almost ignored the “Derby Rule” and planted flowers this week… when it was sunny and nearly 80°.
Even this little guy is probably cold! He’s all humped-up with wet fur gnawing on one of the last nuts leftover from winter, likely also wondering what happened to spring:
