Finally the threat of frost has passed and I can now rest easy knowing that my first plantings of the season will not be damaged while I sleep. I get over enthusiastic at the first sign of warm weather that fools me into thinking I can plant, plant, plant; then the temperatures go from 70 in the daytime to 35 at night and I beat myself up and tell myself I should know better, but autumn and winter is long in northwestern Ohio and I've been planning since January, so I go for it. I've posted some photos of parts of my gardens. The Iris is one of my favorites, one of my numerous favorites, that is.
