Wednesday, May 1, 2013
|Garden, April 1st|
I have been a little slow getting the garden going this year - normally, we have everything in the ground by the end of March, since we do most of the work during Benjamin's spring break. For one reason and another, we just didn't get around to buying tomatoes and so forth, apart from planting a few of the seeds that prefer cold weather to germinate. In the top photo you can see the sorrel that has been growing for about 3 years (the hardiest plant I have ever grown!), and the pea shoots and lettuce seedlings.
|Garden, April 29th|
|Tomato, pepper, cucumber and basil 4/29|
|Lettuce and mesclun mix 4/29|
We have seven assorted tomatoes - four in the garden, three in pots, two peppers - one jalapeno and one sweet cherry variety that we have never tried before, a cucumber - also new to me this year, two kinds of basil, collards (well, we will if the seeds ever sprout), sugar snap peas, two kinds of lettuce (in the garden and in a flat on the deck), carrots, mesclun, two kinds of eggplant and blueberries. In addition, we have bee balm, anise hyssop, oregano, peppermint, lemon balm, two kinds of sage, the lime (which doesn't look like it will have fruit this year) and a fig tree (also no fruit - too small still, I think).
The rhododendron and azaleas are blooming now, also later than last year, but full of blooms and beautiful.
And the red rose is loaded with blooms. I just love the scent, the color, and the feel of roses.
This has got to be the best time of year in Arkansas. The sun isn't scorching yet, the humidity might be a bit high, but since the heat isn't up, it is bearable, most of the nastiest bugs aren't out much yet, and everything is fresh and green.
|Bloody sorrel, up close|
Friday, April 19, 2013
Wow. Malcolm has managed to survive 9 months of my parenting, which I often fear is too inept and inexpert. Obviously, Benjamin and I must be doing something right, since he is happy, healthy and, if you will forgive a parent's partiality, pretty much the best baby ever. (Except when he won't sleep, and then he becomes Malcolm the miscreant).
The dog and cats are remarkably patient with him, now that he has discovered they exist and are fun to chase.
I am so eager to see where he takes us as he learns to walk and explore this world (now, if I could just keep him from putting everything into his mouth...)