Welcome. I fear the hummingbirds may be spending the weekend in their nests with covers pulled up to their bills in this windy, wet wearisome weather. More seasonal and winning temperatures are supposed to arrive during the week. Well, we'll see. (In case you haven't figured it out, today's alliterative winner is the letter "W.") When was the last time you felt winsome, warm and wonderful (I mean since you turned the heat off for the season, whatever that means). Will we welcome Summer weather when it wends its way to where we wait? Or, will we complain it's too hot and wince as it wears out its welcome? Whatever. The white clover has germinated and is wrapping the front yard in wonderfully verdant miniature windrows. We''l watch for wiped-out brown spots when we reach snow melt next Spring. Meanwhile, we've become interested in the possibilities of three sisters plantings. I'm thinking that making compost and using that to either mound or raise the edges of a bed to retain water would work. It may be late for this season (and we've got the CSA shares coming, although starting a week late) but next year waits for a season's worth of compost. What do you think? Can we weave cultures with native warps and western Euopean woofs? Or would that only be for wookiees? Thanks for weading. Come back when you wish. Rants, raves and reflections served daily here in My Minnesota.