We’ve all been waiting too long for spring to arrive, for overnight lows to stay above freezing, for lilacs to bloom and fruit bearing bushes to flower, be pollinated, with the promise of wonderful tastes to come.

Luckily that held off long enough to avoid May 28 frost, where everything was covered with a delicate white blanket in the early morning.

Rain continued to fall, three inches in a five day stretch. Farmers couldn’t get into their fields; my gardener couldn’t till his garden. All anyone could do was wait, patiently or not. And then the rain stopped, the sun came out, and winds blew lo...