In the late afternoon, after it did not really rain again in this pocket of the DMV, I went out in the garden to get fresh herbs and greens to go with tomatoes picked earlier in the day. This was… (READ MORE)
Hung upside down to ripen just before the weirdly warm Christmas. They aren’t very good.
When I was out working in the garden on Christmas Day, and it was unseasonably warm, and unduly dry, and the kale was thick with aphids, I looked at the sky and said that all I wanted for Christmas was… (READ MORE)
May you experience in the coming year, no matter what comes or life calls of you, moments of joy, wonder, and connection. Peace peace peace.
The cherry tomatoes keep coming. After 32 summers gardening in the same spot, I have observed the shifting weather due to global climate change.
Today’s harvest somehow wanted to be shaped into a flaming heart. The pest control technician came for the quarterly visit. I gave him a sack of beans for him and his wife to have for dinner.
Hops beginning to blossom. I hadn’t realized one can also eat hops shoots.