The
garlic we planted last fall must've liked the heavy rain yesterday, the greens
are starting to poke out from the soil. Scapes in a month maybe? We're
down to the last three heads of garlic from the greenmarket that we stockpiled
before everyone ran out.
Life without garlic is sad.
The
new lawn guy/gardener/landscaper/whatever the term is for the person who takes
care of our small patch of grass and bushes and trees (It’s not much of a lawn
and “landscape” certainly implies a scale that we lack and we don’t let him
touch the food-growing-garden) came today to do a spring cleanup. Did a nice job too, I was worried that the
squirrels and birds would be annoyed by a sparser space, but the squirrels showed
up for their afternoon peanuts and I hear the birds and they don’t sound any
different than normal so it’s all OK, I guess.
There’s
more daylight every day.
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