Spring Waning Bee Hiving Moon
The bees buzzed around their new homes while Mark, Kate and I worked in the garden. Mark cleaned up a bunch of junk that always seemed just a bit too much after finishing up other work. Place looks less like we’re the poor cousins of the Beverly Hillbillies. I finished the early spring planting, adding a succession planting of spinach, golden beets and Fordhook kale plus lettuce and Early Blood beets. Kate did her weed destructor thing clearing out space for transplanting gooseberries.
A good morning’s work. We ate lunch at the Panda Buffet, a sort of thresher’s breakfast. Now it’s time for a nap.
singing, no poker, no beer?” Nope.
potatoes, dug just before cooking. They had a distinct flavor, a nutty earthy tone unfamiliar from the long since harvested potatoes typical of both home and restaurant cooking. This meal included our garlic, our kale and chard, the potatoes garnished with our flat parsley and a bowl of sugar snap peas as an appetizer.