Thanksgiving

 
 
Max Coots: A Harvest of People Let us give thanks for a bounty of people: For generous friends, with smiles as bright as their blossoms. For feisty friends as tart as apples; For continuous friends who, like scallions and cucumbers, keep reminding us that we’ve had them. For crotchety friends, as sour as rhubarb and as indestructible; For handsome friends, who are as gorgeous as eggplants and as elegant as a row of corn; and the others as plain as potatoes and as good for you. For friends as unpretentious…
 

a year of garden photos

 
 
May 4: The peas are a few inches high, cover crop of winter rye is tall in some beds, and winter beds have greens growing. May 11: I just turned under the winter rye, crabapples and tulips are in bloom. May 30: I just planted tomatoes, eggplants, and peppers. Alliums are blooming. June 18: Everything is growing, including the weeds in the paths. Those are asparagus fronds across the view in the foreground.   August 24: Time for eating fresh vegetables!   October 15: Beds with summer crops are cleared…
 

favorite sounds

 
 
As I go to bed, I am listening out the window to rain falling after a nice spring day in the garden. One of my favorite sounds. I can just imagine the plants growing and the soil drinking in the moisture.
 

 
 
The swallows have arrived!
 

 
 
March 31 is the full sap moon. I think sap ran early this year and is past by now in my area. But it’s a beautiful full blue moon to light up the Easter eve.
 

spring is here – a Good Friday

 
 
The peepers (little yellowish wetland frogs) started singing tonight! The song of spring. They don’t start up gradually. About 4 pm today, they started in full chorus, peeping away.
 

a little more spring ….

 
 
We only got a dusting of snow from the storm yesterday. Today the sun is shining. I was listening to the chickadees singing their spring song for the first time – dee-dee. We have a couple patches of bare ground in the yard. The warmest areas. And some spring blue bells are starting to inch up. The hellebore and snow drops are still covered, but it’s nice to feel a little bit of spring.
 

 
 
In stormy fashion Ends the dark season; The wind’s in a passion Out of all reason. Winter, so loth to go, Howls, spitting out the snow, Like froth of madness. ~Danske Dandridge, “The End of Winter,” 1902
 

Mom’s garden during ANOTHER March nor’easter

 
 
Arrgh! (Or as my sister wrote, AYFKM!!?) We’re in the middle of our third nor’easter in 10 days. The first was 2 inches of heavy rain with very high winds and lot’s of coastal flooding. The second was about 8 inches of very heavy wet snow that brought down lots of trees. This one is a blizzard that will give us 2 feet of fluffy snow with high winds. Some years, I’m out planting peas about now.
 

March nor’easter aftermath

 
 
  Here’s the aftermath of the nor’easter we had last night. Eight inches of very heavy wet snow piled onto the trees and brought down many branches, including two huge ones from my beautiful Carolina silver bell that landed on my chicken coop. No damage to the coop but it took a lot of effort to clear and burn the fallen wood. I had built a lean-to over my new little lettuce tunnel and the plants look just fine underneath.  
 
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