Sunday, April 7, 2013
G is for Gardening
Our hills are green (St. Pats is always the greenest day here), but recent rains have stopped the brown spots that sometimes develop on our hilltops in April. I have frogs I transported from our old house in Sebastopol some 26 years ago -- well, generations from those 6 little green frogs I put in a coffee can and transported here -- they are singing up a chorus. I don't mind it keeps me awake at night. Makes me think I'm in Disneyland or some other magical place.
I have planted my tomatoes and peppers, sweet peas that are now about 3' tall, as well as sugar pod peas. I have Tuscan Cauliflower (blooms purple blush on white heads) that turns green when it's cooked. We've had kale, broccolini and swiss chard in all the rainbow colors. My artichokes are doing
Don's hops plant I tried to kill off last summer has come back with a vengeance from the heavy pruning. They're staked and we think there'll be enough blooms for his famous India Pale Ale he likes to brew.
There just isn't any better time for me now that the days are lighter longer and the air is warmer. I get dirty every day in the Spring. Can't wait to bring in those fresh bouquets, and to start getting early squash and carrots, which should be here next month.
And when I garden, I think of stories. It is a form of meditation for me. I like to look at my vegetables in the middle of my flower beds, so when they go to seed, they have company. Days like this, I truly am grateful.
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