I felt well enough to plant the garden this morning, so that little job is out of the way. Onions, carrots, beets, lettuce, kale and peas are in the ground. Potatoes will wait for the waning moon, and the cabbage has to wait for the plants to get bigger. But I'm happy with what we put out today.
I harvested a few herbs too. My plants made it through the winter for a change, a lucky thing since who knows if I'll be able to get plants this year. Parsley, oregano, sage and thyme are hung to dry on an old drying rack we got from a house being torn down 40 years ago.
My little greenhouse came yesterday and we put it together and moved the seedlings into their new home. This one will do for this year. Next year I might buy another just like it and have two. Or maybe I'll do that this year if I need more space.
|weird angles in this photo. I promise the house isn't that crooked!|
It's so good to get outside and enjoy the sun and the warmth. Even though our hives died out last year, there are honeybees everywhere. We can't help wondering if one of our hives might have swarmed when we weren't home, and found a place in a hollow tree nearby.
Yesterday's dinner was more foraged food: fried morel mushrooms, potatoes with ramps and creasy greens. Also a bit of ham from the hog Larry helped butcher in January. Today I'm making comfort food--macaroni and cheese with the leftover ham added, and the first green salad from the garden. We looked for asparagus but found only one stalk. More can't be far behind.
Since I was harvesting parsley, sage and thyme today, here's one version of the beautiful old ballad:
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