It seemed a fitting way to return.
And it’s Springtime.
We began much earlier than we expected and are weeks ahead of our normal planting schedule. Perhaps, we shall grow a melon larger than a baseball and with edible flesh inside?
Here is the upper garden. Now in it’s fourth year, the soil is really starting to liven up. This year we didn’t have to order any additional soil, and are working with only our own compost as an amendment. Alliums are up, and we had enough garlic at the end of last year to hold back for seed. Baby steps towards our goal of reducing the initial investment into each year’s garden.
Part of this year’s expansion includes several more beds, including a terraced winter squash hill. That pile of rocks behind the beds? That’s what needs to come OUT of our soil before we can put anything INTO it when we venture into new territory. Vermont pebbles, we call them.
Here’s Peep. You should know about him because he’s our main man and border patrol. He has two broody wives so we are anticipating the arrival of fresh, downy babies in addition to our most recent births:
of four baby goats. The sweetness is nearing unbearable, but we manage.
This is Hyssop, proud, goofy mama of the above-pictured Granola.
Always the first to be harvested. Somehow, we never tire of oregano-in-everything.
I’ll do my best to keep up with a weekly recap:
Lettuces, all kinds
Peas, all kinds
Okra (eh, we’ll see if these hold…it’s been chilly)
Onions (from sets)
Chocolate Mint (someone wishes I hadn’t planted it so close to the garden)
Dandelions (for fritters, wine, and syrup…posts to come!)
What’s happening in your garden?