It’s muddy at the farm. The tulips and daffodils that we are harvesting are heavy with dirt as we pull them out of the ground. Our boots squish down the paths between the beds. The earth asserts itself as it comes to life, with the soil in need of discing, turning, and tilling. Worms and slugs are everywhere. And the herbs are waking up: parsley is bitter, chives onion-y, and the delicious nettles sting. And so in the shop, I am hoping to capture this mixture of bitter and sweet in these first spring arrangements, mindful that these elements are also present in the stories of Passover and Easter.