Earlier this week, I spent three days hoeing, sifting through, pulling out weeds, and planting one row. Now it was only 45 minutes here, and hour there, so it wasn't a marathon gardening session for three days in a row. It was stolen moments for three days in a row. But the point is, it took me THREE days to plant one stinking row. It was discouraging. I was dreaming about the garden. I do that a lot. Especially when it feels like it is getting the better of me. Yesterday, Judith and Alistar came over with their tiller. I don't even know how many rows we got done. It was all a tilling, raking, planting frenzy. I plan to go out today and take stock. But I love machines. I love my friends.
In addition to all the tilling and raking and planting, Eli and I moved the compost and I harvested a bunch to top dress some plants. (Yes, I panicked about the May 1st start date and bought some plants. I do this every year. But we had a late start with planting this year due to the excessively long, wet winter.) Anyway, back to the compost. As I was top dressing the plants, Flora came over to hang out and re-home the worms I was unearthing. Flora, in all her wonderful five-year-oldness, drives me out of my mind a great deal of the time. I worry about how crazy she makes me. So it was good, no, great, to hear her commentary on the worms yesterday. As she'd pull out a particularly long one she'd shout "Wow, look at this beaut!" It made me feel like we are doing something right. I've included a photo of some of the worms ... one of the kids took it and it's a little fuzzy, but they are such lovely worms they have to have some representation.
Our chickens are also enjoying spring. I think they've heard the word "cull" come out of our mouths right here lately...we've had a big upswing in production and actually had a five egg day one day last week. Once we get our deer fence up, I plan to let the girls hang out with me in the garden. Get some work out of them in addition to the eggs.
This week also included a trek out to Hurdle Mills. The Wards have been busy people and their new homestead is taking shape. Evelyn and I spent the morning potting up seed trays and filling their greenhouse with trays for the summer.
I've said this at least once a day "Yay spring!"
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