Rain now, sun soon… May 4, 2009
It’s dark and rainy here, which should not seem that odd to me, but we have had a taste of Spring and sun and it is hard to go back. I am thinking wistfully of the veggies I could not plant today and of the run I could not take today- like Spring used to bring wistful thoughts of loves that were no more- of kisses shared and lost before the season could change.
We had some sun and all were leaping around like little lambs. Everything is growing so fast and the flowers are opening in wild abandon. Now is the time. The daffodils have treated us to there Spring time beauty and now we are greeting by the cheerful tulips and the sweetly sexy lilacs. The sides of the streets are lined with pink cheery blossom flowers- decadent confetti of a spring time parade.
The peas and greens are growing well. The buttercrisp lettuce is almost too pretty to eat! I have decided to grow a lot more veggies this year. I have about twice as much veggie area ready and waiting which is very exciting.
Across the creek the Dogwoods are blooming so lovely (where there that many last year?). On sunny, peaceful moments it’s a treat to stand down on our dock and look out on the water. A big raptor of some sort (I still have not got a good look of it) has nested in one of the neighbors big fir trees. One evening my hubby and oldest daughter went for a row and brought me back a Dogwood branch- so lovely.
May Spring bring you the growth you have been waiting all winter for.
Spring is on it’s way February 20, 2009
I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.
~ Pablo Neruda
There are some sweet signals that spring is coming our way- bulbs beginning to grow, swelling of buds on some shrubs, nettles growing with their dark green still soft leaves and grass growing with that fresh green color that gives you hope. The Hellebore win the honor of being the first blooms of the season. Right around Candlemas, the hennies began to lay eggs again. Hurrah!
The weather has been fine here for several days and I have been working on a new and improved composting area. It occurred to me that my neighbor has two horses that can supply me with free manure with which to make some very fine compost. After getting the book The Complete Compost Gardening Guide out of the library, I decided it was so good that I would buy a copy. It has wonderful and easy ideas of making and using compost. I plan to try vermicomposting again- I just found a local vermiculture business!
And, finally, because Neruda is so lusty- so full of the spirit of spring- another poem:
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.
I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.
I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,
and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.
An afternoon in the garden. February 26, 2008
We are having a lovely bit of weather. It won’t last- the rain will return and really we want it to. But while the sun shines, come for a little walk in the garden…