Summer is knocking on the door a month early and it brought with it sweltering temperatures more suitable for the middle of July; it arrived so suddenly it gets difficult for us poor humans to adjust. Everything tripled in size in a matter of days, desperately springing into bloom as if not to miss the narrow window of spring that’s closing way ahead of time.

The late spring bloomers have to share the stage with the first summer flowers and they eagerly compete for territory while displaying a noisy mix of colors and textures that seems to be put together haphazardly.

It is so humid already, especially at night, when the air gets infused with a fragrance I can’t identify, but whose intensity is amplified by the unseasonably warm temperature. It smells of overheated foliage, myrtle and sea water, like a tropical island on the eve of a storm, a very confusing scent for a heartland dweller in the middle of May.

I’m waiting for the great southern magnolia to bloom; my favorite tree usually looks exotic in this climate with its evergreen leaves, large and shiny, and its giant fleshy flowers, pure white and dripping with perfume, but not this year. This year it fits right in with the rest of the excess and with the hot air doused in the wet scent of the ocean which, for some strange reason, smells like home.

Author's Bio: 

Main Areas: Garden Writing; Sustainable Gardening; Homegrown Harvest
Published Books: “Terra Two”; “Generations”; "The Plant - A Steampunk Story"; "Letters to Lelia"; "Fair"; "Door Number Eight"; "A Year and A Day"; "Möbius' Code"; "Between Mirrors"
Career Focus: Author; Consummate Gardener;
Affiliation: All Year Garden; The Weekly Gardener; Francis Rosenfeld's Blog

I started blogging in 2010, to share the joy of growing all things green and the beauty of the garden through the seasons. Two garden blogs were born: and, a periodical that followed it one year later. I wanted to assemble an informal compendium of the things I learned from my grandfather, wonderful books, educational websites, and my own experience, in the hope that other people might use it in their own gardening practice.