A Green Miracle

Spring              Waning Seed Moon

The bee hives have a new coat of white sealer, a soothing color for them.  The raised bed on which I painted them has some tulips pushing up and the bed across from it have the garlic.  They’ve begun to wake up in force now so we’ll have the pleasure of garlic grown this year from garlic we grew last year.

We had chard for lunch today.  I thought about it a moment.  I took one chard seed and put it in a small rockwool cube late last fall or early winter.  It got water and light from the fluorescent bulb until it sprouted.  After the first tiny roots began to appear outside the confines of the small cube, it went into the clay growing medium, small balls of clay that absorb nutrient solution.

The seedling grew in the nutrient solution for several weeks as the roots spread out.  The nutrient solution comes in a bottle, concentrated and goes 3 tablespoons to two gallons of water.  What those roots and the chard plant leaves have to work with then is that nutrient solution and the light from a full spectrum second sun that glows above the plastic beds in which the liquid circulates.

The wonder in this is the transformation of that small seed, not bigger than the head of a pin, into food with only the inputs of light and some concentrated chemicals diluted in water.  I’m not sure why  you need water into wine when you can turn water into food, better for you anyhow.

Over the next month the outside work begins to grow and take up more time.  In our raised beds and the orchard this same miracle happens, changed only by the addition of soil.  Seeds into food.  Which in turn create more seeds so you can grow more food.  A green miracle.

An Up Early Day

Spring           Waning Seed Moon

I hoovered up information on Bonnard, Rembrandt, Honthorst, Poussin and Thorvaldsen this morning, kicking it back out in bullet points and inquiry questions for the tour on Friday.  I have Beckman, Dali and Chuck Close to go.

This time around with the European painting I came back to it with renewed interest, as if I came to it fresh, yet more knowledgeable.  This reminded me of Ricouer and his notion of second naivete, an important skill as we age, if, that is, we want to enjoy work or hobbies of long standing.

An up early day, so I began to flag on the research around 11:00, so I began phone calls.  More suburban estate management, this time gutter cleaning, outside window washing and having the septic system pumped out.  This last we do every two years by city ordnance.

A nap, then a hair cut from my in home barber and now I’m out to paint the bee hives.

A Three Whippet Garden Guarding System

Spring            Waning Seed Moon

We hit 36 at 6:00 a.m.  The prediction for tomorrow is 80.  There’s a swing, 44 degrees.  We do have a sunny though chilly morning here in Andover with a robin’s egg sky.

Some tree buds have begun to appear as the tulips, daffodils, day lilies and iris continue to climb toward the sun.

This will be the first growing season for our new orchard, watching it green up has special interest this year. Instead of a rabbit fence we have a three whippet garden guarding system.

This morning I get to spend time among several European paintings getting ready for a college tour on Friday.  I love the research for tours when I have time to really dig around in the books, lectures and websites.  Developing tours is a layered process, with each object informing the next and the tours of last week and last year informing the next.

One of the things that becomes clearer the more research you do are timelines, historical context.  When did expressionism take hold?  How about the T’ang dynasty?  When were the Kano-school painters in Japan?  Who followed them and did they influence them?  This kind of material takes time to absorb, digest and then to take up residence as part of a skill set.  A real privilege.