Gardening. Spring.
Gardening. Spring.
Farmers have been gardening by moon phases dating back to ancient times. I too follow this practice. For me, it makes me feel more connected to the earth and the rhythms of nature. The 23rd was a new moon, perfect for planting seeds.
A brilliant sky, pink with swirls of blue and purple if only for a moment, long enough for me to take just a few photos and then it was gone. That’s how the morning started yesterday. Sleet and freezing rain with just a bit of snow fell briefly. I find time to write now because …
It was a full weekend with friends and fellow farmers and various other visitors pulling in and out.
white sparkling beautifully magic.
That wind oh my goodness! A Nor’Easter blowout for sure. Thank goodness we didn’t have any snow! That crazy ole wind blew and the trees swayed and snapped and the power lines went down.
These are the days of autumn. Forecasters in our area say that the leaf color this year will be somewhat lackluster. We turn the heat on at night and the AC on during the day – crazy. Me, I’m holding on to the warm weather as long as I can and dancing in the gardens …
I eat too many potatoes, that is why my rear end is the size of Texas. Yesterday while I was in the grocery store the clouds parted, a stream of brilliant light shone down and angels began to sing. There – right there – in front of me was a bin of colossal football sized potatoes, stocked …
These days of spring bring about the season of renewal and growth. Front porch sitting again.
