Big day! First asparagus peeking up in the vegetable garden. The truest harbinger of spring.
Friday, April 11, 2014
Monday, April 7, 2014
Friday, April 4, 2014
4.4.14
Blooming fothergilla: you're like a romanesco cauliflower, only tinier
and with a name that sounds more like an undersea monster.
Thursday, April 3, 2014
Sunday, March 30, 2014
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.
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.
Friday, March 28, 2014
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.
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