Bear Paw Meanderings

 

June 14, 2017



This is the time of year that I like best. I can watch my garden take off in a flurry of buds of all sorts and I am amazed at what can be done being a plain dirt gardener.

Most impressive this year has been my sweet rocket. It was a flower that grew in alleys and on hillsides in early Havre, planted by women hitting the ground with the dried seed shells of the rocket and having it come up as if my magic. On Clear Creek there are hillsides that are simply filled with rocket which was mostly planted by Mary Ashline and Laened Black.

Imagine my surprise when I found a few seed packets of r...



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