It's Spring

The first sign of Spring was the shining, tiny red face of the little crocus lining the brick perimeter of the southwest herb garden. I selected a red crocus years ago from the seed and bulb catalog. Most of them have survived. Then came the daffodils, then jonquils and a few flags, and finally a bi-color tulip: red and yellow. We formerly had many more flags, but thinning too vigorously and deer eating the tubers left us few.

Our fence has begun — the fence around the garden that is tall enough to stop “Urban Deer” from grazing on our vegetable crop this year, and for years to come. How long...