3.30.14

There used to be a blueberry bush here. It never grew very big. Last weekend it moved next door to Trine's front yard.

Now there is pineapple sage (and yes, it actually smells like a damn pineapple), purchased from Rob at the market last weekend. Soon to come: summertime lemon balm and pineapple sage sun tea. Under the mulch there are seeds for California poppy (orange, lanky) and cockscomb celosia (rainbow, brain-shaped). Hoping the weekend's rain and the coming week's sun helps them feel at home enough to grow.

Today Jamie and Sara and Kate came over for brunch. We had orange juice and blueberry muffins and kale salad and caramel bread pudding and a good old time. They helped me ease into trying out the new duvet I bought for my bed: linen, blue with beachy white stripes. This afternoon I laid on the new sheets with the window open in the breeze, reading. 

3.28.14

My neighbor stopped by yesterday to tell me that my beautiful plum tree has a fungus called 'smut' that I need to remove. Awkward.

3.21.14

Dinner at Toast with Kate. They know her there. "Another kale sandwich?" I had cheese and pickled red onion and shitake and oyster mushrooms on mine. And a coca cola.

Also, had an adventure I've always wanted to try in Durham, taking the walk from Five Points to Fullsteam. How far is it, really? The answer: not so far, especially on a sunny day when everyone is outside drinking a beer and there's top-notch people-watching all around. 

3.17.14

Spicy red lentil soup for a rainy-sleety-haily Saint Patrick's Day.

3.12.14

I moved into my house in December 2012. Last spring, I studied the garden map and watched things grow, guessing what was what as they popped out of the dry ground. This year, I know what I'm looking for.

Pink muhly grass.

Green and gold.

Coreopsis.

Methley plum.

3.1.14

Emerging.