Back to some actual words tomorrow, but for now…
Back to some actual words tomorrow, but for now…
Sunset bokeh in the rosemary.
One shot. Every day. No editing. Join in!
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?
Yesterday evening, I drove through pelting rain under a bright blue sky, and then home again under the light of a round, pale ochre moon softly glowing in the blue-blackness. Two strangely beautiful skyscapes and a lot of time to think.
There are ideas brewing and big changes are close at hand. Meanwhile, April slipped past with nary a trace, tomorrow is May and frost still lingers on rooftops. The last few days I find myself waking with C at 5am and have discovered that early morning is a wonderful time to begin my work for the day. It gives me a couple of hours before the Boy wakes up and I use the time in a much more productive way than when I use the late/wee hours instead. I am apparently much less functional at 1am than I had previously thought! Besides, the quality of sleep is far superior when I allow myself to crash at a decent hour. And now, at 7am, the house is quiet, I have hot chai and the light is morning-perfect. Another ball of wool is by my side, waiting to be stripped out for a whirl, and I contemplate the nearness of Maker Faire.
I am not in a panic.
Okay, maybe a little.
But I will set it aside today, as I did yesterday, for today’s Explore with the Boy…going out to where the earth touches the Bay, windy and exposed, to search for barn owl nests. Yesterday it was Shell Ridge Open Space, by bicycle and then by foot and then by hands and feet, a little scrambling, lots of rock “sanding” and building, plenty of peeking at the teeny tiny flowers hiding in the native grasses. We met a volunteer there who had been weed-whacking an invasive thistle…the Boy took a shine to him (I’m sure it had nothing to do with the gasoline-powered tool he was carrying) and we received an impromptu tour of the native plants he’s helping to preserve. Purple wine cup flowers, purple needle grass, and several other lovely purple friends whose names I can’t recall.
Anyway, sunshine today and no rain…a chance for our squash plants to recover (they are SAD) and OH! By the way…MDSW is THIS WEEKEND. Please go and play if you are near. Test out the awesome-looking new Majacraft wheel designed with Lexi of Pluckyfluff and please oh please stop by the Cloverhill Yarn Shop’s booth, where you will find a pile of Spun Monkey yarn and dyed fibery bits.
Well, whatever happened to April, please enjoy this last day of it, wherever you are!
I’m off to soak up the last wee morsels of morning quiet…
We’re almost through The Long Winter. Tonight we read two chapters, as we were all totally engrossed, fascinated, horrified and wondering why they don’t just eat the cow already and spare themselves the suffering that must come of a diet consisting of bread alone. The Boy listened intently to the description of Laura’s emotional state after months of deprivation and said, “It sounds like she wants to be dead. Like she wants to be nothing, like she wants to be earth.” She wants to be earth.
I love how he can extract that perfect little nugget of meaning from the lengthy prose.
In other news, I’ve had that Spring craving for greens greens greens. I whipped up a raw dandelion green “tapenade” with lemon juice, garlic and olive oil…
It’s really excellent on crackers with some chevre. I find it needs something creamy to cut the bitterness, but otherwise, quite yummy.
And C just keeps on baking…
…and I keep drooling and whimpering.
Rain day today…squash are planted out…cookies will be baked…popcorn popped…mud enjoyed…a cardboard spaceship built (this request just in).
I fell off the face of the earth.
But only for a little while.
There was a show. The organizers are lovely folks and the location was awesome. I hope they continue with it, as I’m sure if it were a regular fixture, there would be more traffic to the event. We’ll see!
At said show, I debuted Crewel and Unusual:
Items will be added to the new shop tonight. Here is a sneak:
Flower Faeries were made and we celebrated the first day of Spring with a feast (oh, asparagus, how I love thee).
The recipe for these creatures can be found in The Children’s Year, a very awesome resource for seasonal crafts. The Boy helped sew the seams and didn’t mind at all that I made a blue snowdrop and a pink violet.
Today is Swag-making for the next event and other such obligation-filling/errand-running.
I hope it’s just as sunny where you are…
Today it was a rat-bite (at the pet store), yesterday a blade of grass (sliced the Boy’s finger right open. Really?). Saturday, C gave himself a concussion (don’t ask) and I’m still recovering (hey, I ate solid food today! Sort of).
It’s time for rest, but I thought I would share the lovelier parts of our day…you know, the ones without teeth.
Freshly spun in the sun.
Poking around the Boy’s little garlic patch…
Cornbread, fried sage leaves, a long bike ride and some show prep (see the sidebar!).
Tired, but satisfied…so long as I don’t look at my to-do list.