Even though I’m keeping the garden small and simple this season, there are still surprises popping up! This happens to me fairly often… often enough that my husband said I should rename my blog The Absentminded Gardener. I’d be mad but he’s totally right. Every year, despite all my planning for space, weather, water, etc., I have a habit of sowing seeds when and where inspiration strikes. Sometimes I make a note… somewhere, in one of my 20 notebooks. Or maybe it was on the back of that envelope in the pocket of my garden smock I washed last week?