Spring fever returns to Groundhog Hill

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Steve LaRue

   This season’s garden at Groundhog Hill promises to be the best yet. In fact, I might go so far as to say that this year’s garden will put all other gardens to shame and that includes all of North America and most of Europe.
    Take that, Palace of Versailles.
    Wait, that’s the Spring Fever talking (er, writing).
    After months and months of dreary winter weather, April’s sunshine, windy days and showers have given new pep to my step. Let the planting begin! I find it difficult not to plant everything immediately. The time is now, my fellow gardening Americans.
    And yet, there’s that familiar 93-year-young voice of my wise and patient father which cautions me to wait for the final frost to occur before going too crazy with the sowing of seeds.
    Red cabbage, red potatoes, broccoli, green beans, lima beans and cinnamon basil have all been lovingly sown or set. But, like a 2-year-old, “I want more.”
    This year, I’ve literally changed direction, too. I’ve planted east-west. Time will tell how well that works, so withhold judgment all you master gardeners until Labor Day when you’ve received your special invitation to gather at Groundhog Hill to behold the wonder and general splendor of this year’s grand design.
     In case you’ve been wondering what I did with my spare time over the winter months, I painted a barn quilt (with heavy assistance from my artsy sister Paula and mathematically gifted brother John).
     The pattern is “Flower Garden,” and it’s based on a handmade quilt sewn by my paternal grandmother, Marie Dye LaRue. Last summer, this quilt won a blue ribbon in the antique category at the LaRue County Fair. The barn quilt is the latest to join LaRue County’s Quilt Trail, and its new home is none other than the garden at Groundhog Hill.
    Now, if only I had a barn there. Do I hear any volunteers for a barn-raising? Anyone?
    My hopes are high for a wonderful season ahead. There’s not a sprig of Johnson grass in sight (but lots of wild garlic). I’m filled with nothing but optimism. Surely, tourists will start asking about the location of this wondrous garden (once they’ve read this column), how to find it, etc.
    Just look for the barn quilt as it’s quite literally the sign of a flower garden waiting to happen.
    More later from Groundhog Hill. Good planting, everyone!
To contact Steve, email GroundhogHillKY@aol.com or check out his blog at GroundhogHill.wordpress.com.