“I haven't any modesty when it comes to my garden. I'll boast like mad.” -Tasha Tudor
For Tasha Tudor, much of the year revolved around planning, planting, and maintaining her exquisite garden. In the still of winter, Tasha poured over seed catalogues in search of favorite vegetable varieties and exotic blooms. Seed packets would arrive in March, much anticipated. But it wasn’t until April and early May that the ground had thawed enough to put seeds into the earth. Even before all the snow melted Tasha could be seen, barefoot and clad in her ever-present gardening scarves and apron, checking up on the growth and well-being of her beloved plant friends. By June, at long last, the garden was alive with the bright green of new leaves and a riot of color so pleasing to the eye from the many flowers--periwinkle forget-me-nots, pink, orange, and cream hollyhocks, purple columbine and more--that surrounded Corgi Cottage in such exuberant beauty. There is nothing so glorious as Vermont in full bloom.