For the last seven weeks, the only way I've found peace, solace, or hope is to get outside and get my hands in the dirt. I've specifically been working on starting and propagating native perennials.
Today, I divided up a clump of Rudbeckia hirta (black-eyed Susan) my friend Colin gave me last week. I got 13 solid plants and 5 optimistic stragglers out of it. They are on the right and in the small pots in front. The woody cuttings are elderberry plants.
