The rule of thumb, not to be disdainfully ignored or defied under any circumstances, is never plant your garden before Mother's Day if you live in Wisconsin. You think you can, you think you ought to, but you mustn't. The last two summers I've had to wait to plant late in the season because of other people's schedules and felt incredibly ripped off by waiting those extra weeks.
Mother's Day is next weekend and the forecast is 60's in the daytime and a lowest low of 42 at night until then. The lilacs are about to bloom which means the white bass will be running on the Wolf River by mid-week. I've already pulled the big weeds out of the potager and spread a thick layer of composty-dirt across each bed. Seed packets lie in neat rows on the counter, waiting for my grubby fingers to rip them open.
This year the Mother's Day rule was made to be broken.
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