The Meadow Garden

The meadow garden has come alive with clovers. It looks so meadowy this time of the year, before I find it necessary to attack with the lawn mower. After all, I do not want to be able to see a snake before it sees me. It looks as if an impressionist painter has gotten his hands on an acre of ground. The violet vetch is blooming, plus the ever so green four leaf clover, and most spectacular of all - a tiny blue clover that hugs the ground. I wish I knew the name of it. Next month the crimson and yellow clovers will be abloom.