You know what happens when a spring rain comes nearly every afternoon? Jurassic Garden. That’s what. Plants grow before your eyes, doubling and tripling in size. It seems like a fantastic thing. But come August, things could look primeval.

I’ve already cut back some of my flowers to give them a chance later in the summer.

Papa Creecy, who was a farmer, always said too much rain is better than watching dry crops burn in the field. That was before irrigation wells and pivots. If he were alive today, he might have a different opinion. I don’t know.

I would ask a farmer but I imagine they are too busy, too irritated, too busy, too tired, too busy to weigh in. Continue Reading