Tuesday, December 18, 2012


Practicing pea shoots in the greenhouse.  Seems like a worthwhile venture.  We want to give them to our CSA, but growing anything properly takes some trial and error.  So we are having to eat loads of them while we get it right.  Ruth isn't too crazy about them, even when we try to mix them with applesauce.  Mixed with egg is a winner. 

We just finished planting our fourth round of tulips.  1400 of them this go round.  Please get big and strong.  Please get big and strong.  If you don't, I may have to give up this mad and expensive and neurotic tulip growing habit I've developed.  
First anemones of the season.  Red is the color of love, heat, fire, passion, blood.  I used to love to wear red and feel the color on me and in me.  Is that strange?  I guess I'm getting older now cause it has lost some of its power for me.  Maybe that is how flower lovers mature.  By experiencing color phases.  
This is a picture of Ruth from a year ago and one from today.  My sweet best friend.  

Thursday, December 13, 2012

Root Strong

Ah the wonders of late fall.  It has been so warm here we are having poppies bud up and dutch iris already break ground.  Yikes!!!  We have taken a nice rest and break from market that has had both its wonders and its difficulties.  We've gotten in some great family time and two day weekends are such a novelty for us we're just finally getting used to them.  I move like a turtle in the winter and wonder how I ever have the speed in the spring and summer to get it all done.  
Our winter flowers are looking really really amazing.  So far so good.  I felt like we struggled with them a little last year so this year I am overcompensating.  I am trying to do a little more advertising for the Winter Flower CSA.  It's such a great gift and deal; I hope it catches on so I can keep growing these beauties in abundance.  
Ruth is talking.  Lots of new words each day. So we have had to ban cursing.  'Momma' has not been such an awesome introduction as it is used mostly when she is in her bed crying for me to come get her when she doesn't want to go to sleep.  "Momma Momma Momma Momma" sobbing and wailing over and over again.  It's like someone is roughly twisting all of my nerve endings together when it happens. It's a good thing those kisses she has started giving us are so sweet!