Nature seems to have turned the sound track back on.
I noticed it a few mornings ago, walking before first light. The ground-level sounds of dogs shuffling and sniffing gave way to tweets and trills arcing above my head.
Biology justifies the morning singing, but I admit I found the spring chorus inspiring.
Later that day, at the garden center for pea and sweet pea seeds, I was distracted by a low hiss, the busy hum of bees working through clouds of Bradford pear tree blossoms in the parking lot.
Early spring makes you look — for hints of green peeking from the crowns of onions and kale forgotten in the garden, for signs of life in the debris of last fall.
The Grow crew is back, and we’ve got our hands dirty already. This year we’re joined by a few folks plucked from the late Rocky Mountain News. We hope you’ll welcome them, as you welcome the new season to your own garden.
Dana Coffield, Grow editor
