Here’s some self-seeded clover from last year; it popped just today at the outer border of the garden. I love clover because (a) it spreads so fast it outcompetes the quack grass; (b) it enriches the soil with nitrogen; and (c) I think the woodchucks like fresh, tender, young clover so much that they never drag their ungainly bodies over the fence and go for the veg. That’s my theory, anyhow!

So, Charlotte’s daughter at the kitchen window; last year’s clover sprouting in the garden.