As a fair-weather gardener, I'm only now emerging from hibernation to tame the garden for the summer.
In my personal horticultural calendar, I have a limited window for tackling weeds. If I haven't got my plot under control by the start of September, I give up. I know nature will soon side with me and stop the weeds growing in winter. I'm in awe of anyone who gardens all year round. I don't venture out until dock leaves dwarf fading tulips and dandelions dominate the lawn.
By this time, the task of clearing the weeds seems overwhelming. But it doesn't take much to lift my spirits. Discovering bright bouquets of rhubarb quietly colonising the vegetable patch does the trick. (Technically, rhubarb is a vegetable, not a fruit.) Lime-green leaves unfurling from blush-pink stems send a welcome semaphore message: "It's crumble time!"
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