Freeman House saw a few inches of snow as I was preparing to leave the country. Snow? Here? I'd never seen the old place wearing white before. So the night before I left, I was out in the garden at 1 AM overturning bowls and buckets and containers onto delicate lettuces and seedlings and baby herbs.
I'm so thankful it worked. I inspected everything yesterday to find that I'd lost only two lettuces, one flower, and an oregano. I can live with that.
Today will be a gardening day. It's brilliantly sunny and after a cold, angry storm, a forecasted high of 68 F sounds lovely. I need to work wheelbarrow loads of my own organic compost into the beds. I need to get peas, carrots, tomatoes, potatoes and squash in the ground. (Butternut squash, anyone? Ha ha.) I have high hopes for my garden this year.
Did I tell y'all about one of the books I just finished devouring? It's called Living the Good Life by Linda Cockburn, an Australian mother who decided to embark on the ultimate live healthy/save money/ be-there-for-her-family experiment ever. While it's not a practical how-to book for every household, this book inspired me more than I can say. I'm excited, again, about gardening. I'm excited about the benefits of a "waste not, want not" year. I'm excited about the seven little spring projects I have sketched out to show you. I'm excited about making this simple live even simpler.
Better head out. I'm burning precious daylight, and my gallon glass jars of tea are ready to brew in the spring sun. If you need me, my apron and I will be out in the garden.
Boy, I've missed saying that....