Ne’er cast a clout ‘til May be out It’s raining, it’s 11 degrees and I regretted my clout casting on my dog walk this morning…but the burgeoning hedgerows, the slightly flattened cow parsley and the appearance of a peony bud after 8 years of trying to grow peonies has inspired me to take fingers to keyboard. The Hawthorne is out (the ‘May be out’ is possibly an allusion to the…