I spent a nice afternoon helping out in the greenhouse down at Common Sense Farm yesterday. I sat with my friend Yesheva and we transplanted sprouts into six-packs with their own composted soil. It was simple, dirty, delicate work, like knitting lace out of muddy roots. I got paid in starts, a nice little flat of lettuces and chard, onions and broccoli. I got some of it in my raised beds today and sprayed the perimeter of my groundhog-buffet with Liquid Fence. One can pray, can't she? My gardens happen between animal births, daily chores, writing gigs and whenever free time allows. So far only little snap peas and kale sprouts are popping out of the ground. It's early here in the North Country, but with the heat of May just around the corner (Tomorrow!) I see a lot of gardening posts in our future….
No comments:
Post a Comment