Now that spring has finally decided to stick around, I am finding it hard to focus on much other than gardening. My new backyard garden is tilled, planted with sugar snap peas and hopefully poison ivy free. The very flimsy garden fence seems to be all the deterrent Zeb (the dog) needs to steer clear. TheContinue reading “Spring in my Memphis gardens”
A few bell peppers have grown up. My cautious optimism wins again.
As ever, I put the impossibly small seeds into dirt and wait.
After some serious discussion and much internal debating, we decided not to get chickens like we had initially planned. Instead, we are going to use the back corner of our yard where we were going to put a coop as a kitchen garden. That area gets the most sun and is practically shaped so asContinue reading “A new garden plot”
It’s another dreary, overcast day, which, as always, put me in a funk. This general funkiness was compounded by the fact that I was tired, the kid was screaming for lunch, and the dog was whining incessantly for whatever he didn’t have right then. I was about ready to mentally shut down and throw a blanket over my head. Not that that would have solvedContinue reading “Dirt Therapy”
This growing season was a lot of things. Challenging, delicious and frustrating are the three adjectives that come quickly to my mind. Getting to our plots with a baby was difficult. Going out there without the baby was a logistical issue. However, when we did make it, it was nice. The food we grew wasContinue reading “Last harvest”
We’ve hit the part of the summer where I spend my evenings watching tv and endlessly shelling peas. It’s about now when I start to wonder if I really want more peas in my freezer. Lady peas are great and all, but will I really, really want them in March? Then my stomach kicks inContinue reading “Pea production”
My kitchen is in a constant state of baby food production.
This was tonight’s haul: Things are booming at the garden in both plots. HH (my Momma’s) looks really great, especially with the pea explosion: Our plot isn’t quite as verdant, and the sweet potato patch basically just looks like weeds. Regardless of how it looks, it’s giving us lots of stuff to eat.
Sometimes everything runs smoothly. There is sleep at night, the organized day in my head is matched by reality, the baby is smiley, and dinner takes exactly as much time to cook as I thought it would. Then there are days when the baby cries and is inconsolable, I don’t get anything done for myContinue reading “Buggers in the corn”