Sage Crepuscule

Sweet scent of surrender suggests itself in royal blue.
Sage crepuscule speaks to me of you.

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Broccoli is Beautiful

20150509_184909Broccoli is a beautiful flavor busting flower growing in a glowing evening garden.

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Not all flowers are edible but each one exclaims “I’m incredible!”

I buzz around with the bees picking herbs and strawberries, while high above the trees caress each other in the breeze.20150509_183440

I Love Snow Petals

I love white flower petals in my kitchen garden

and the perennials that greet me in the spring time

and the busy bees pollinating the blueberries

 

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and my cat that follows me around like a dog

 

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King Arthur among Bearded Iris Leaves and Lambs Ear

 

and most of all my husband who gets down with the dirt and puts the green stuff on the table…

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Good Green Stuff for Growing Good Boys…

 

 

 

 

The View from my Kitchen Window

Just sharing a little bit of Spring with everyone...
Just sharing a little bit of Spring with everyone…

When we moved here almost six years ago, the field in front of my kitchen window was an empty field. Now we have a baby fruit orchard and all the variety of trees are beginning to bloom. From here on in it will be a competition between the insects, the birds, the squirrels and us for the fruit. Continue reading The View from my Kitchen Window

Signs of Spring

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I’m the keeper of the herbs around here, a not so difficult task, since many of them are perennials. Harder is to keep my cats from digging up the precious asparagus rooting underground over the winter. My solution, scraps of lattice.

A tilled field covered with lime powder, waiting for the evening rain that is expected.
A tilled field covered with lime powder, waiting for the evening rain that is expected.

The most telling sign of things to come is a tilled field, cleared of weeds and covered with lime powder. Let there be corn and zucchini and tomatoes and cabbage and all kinds of greens.

But everywhere are signs, not so obvious as the blooming hyacinth and tulip bulbs of spring, like the buds on our young fruit trees.

My kitchen garden looks bare but beautiful too, inviting me to visit with gnomes and angels and Buddha and nurture the bounty to come.

groundcover and lemon thyme and lambs ear and the bearded iris beginning
groundcover and lemon thyme and lambs ear and the bearded iris beginning

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