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March 2017



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loose tea for loose women

old crow watching hungrily from his perch in yonder tree

A huge, imposing thunderstorm came through last night, and the morning is now chill and perfect and freshly-washed. (Funny how, after two warm days, sixty degrees is "chill".)

The rain washed most of the petals off the magnolia, so the ground under it is now carpeted with a fabulous tapestry of rose and cream, but the pear tree in the back yard is in blossom now (I hope it's a fruiting pear. If it is, pear butter in the late summer!) and everything in the garden is up--leeks, carrots, radishes (like gangbusters), arugula, peas, lettuce, beets, collards, broccoli, onions. The strawberries are setting fruit. In two weeks, the tomato seedlings and the rest of the herbs go in, and also the corn, squash, sunflowers, eggplant, and so on. Yes, I am bouncing with delight.

Somebunny ate one of my collard plants. Ah well. I can spare it.


Yay, fresh collard greens!

Erm, I mean, sorry about that.
"Eating greens is a special treat, It makes long ears and great big feet. But it sure is awful stuff to eat." I made that last part up myself.
Yes. Just like that.
How does one cook collard greens? And what do they taste like relative to kale?
Just like any other hard green. *g* Um. They taste green? A little bitter. You know. Mostly like the vinegar and garlic.
My mother was a wonderful woman but she had a bizarre and inexplicable horror of garlic* and anything that vaguely hinted at Southern cooking. To be fair she was allergic to both corn and pork, but the intense revulsion with which she regarded such things as grits** was really quite impressive. So I have never even tasted collard greens or anything like that.

*Actual conversation "They're a good restaurant, but they use too much garlic." "Mom? Leona's is Italian."

**Also black-eyed peas and anything that involved salt pork.

Edited at 2009-04-27 04:21 pm (UTC)
I envy you your garden!

Also, I watched the last episode of Season 1 last night...and managed to still go to bed on time and not immediately put in the Season 2 DVD and watch the second half. So I have that to look forward to when I get home from work tonight - and it's interesting because there's hints of Gideon burnout and this was long before Mandy decided to leave the show.

The one thing that bothers me is that I hope it gets explained in Season 2 why Garcia doesn't lose her job after what happened.
Paint me pea-green (or possibly collard-green) with garden envy. It's something I really, really miss about not living in Boston any more--only a back alley to play with, and not this year because they're about to tear it up and replace it, and what would be the point?

If you plant zucchini? I've got some dynamite recipes from the old bounty days.
Containers of the roof?

No zucchini. *g* But crookneck squash, which probably could be subbed....
Zucchini-growing neighbors appreciate your restraint. So do the non-succhini-growing ones, probably. They're like bell peppers; one plant supplies all household needs, plus a few for sharing; two plants will supply the entire block.
Last year, I had nine pots of bell peppers, something like fifteen plants including the kind of anemic ones. This was Not Enough Bell Peppers. Even if I'd included the sunscalded ones.


DO not underestimate container gardens - or those hanging upside-down tomato baskets. I've done several 'barely enough room for a chair and a crate patio' gardens and had some lovely fresh things. This year I have snap peas in a cut off barrel and hanging tomatoes by the door.

Re: Gardens

Oh, it's going to be containers for days, once the workmen deal with the cracked pavement and the dicky drainage and the crumbling wall between the alley and the brownstone next door. In the meantime, we don't have a date for the work to start and the existing containers (put in by the people who sold us the apartment) have rotted through their bottoms and the soil's exhausted and I'm working on a book and, and, and.

Maybe next year.

Re: Gardens

I mean to do that with a bucket. *g*
"Collard me green with envy"? ;-)
My landlady has a star magnolia in the yard--one year, it shed almost entirely all at once all over its corner of the yard. A woman who was out walking in the neighborhood scoled her "for leaving all that trash paper in the yard" because she was too lazy to clean it up. Some people...

I have a big flat dish-shaped pot full of spinach plants looking forward to a saldly fate, along with a pot of basil (no buried heads).

I'm on the southern shore of Lake Superior, and there is still snow in the woods and frost one the windshield, some mornings. I've got seedlings sprouting in their little pots on the dining table - zucchini, tomato, pumpkin, broccoli. But I don't think we'll be safe from frost for another three weeks or so.

Mmmmm. Gardens.