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- Jan 5, 2016
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I'm sorry for my long absence from this forum. Spring is fully underway here in the Pacific Northwest, and everything is blooming, but for weeks I've been inside the house, caring for the dearest person in the world. She's been my family for over fifty years, and everything in my existence revolves around her; we often call ourselves Frodo and Sam as our friendship is so strong and we have withstood so much together. Needless to say, her illness was a terrifying and disorienting experience for me, and the weapons of the doctors were like something out of science fiction; but thanks to them, she is finally back on her feet and enjoying the sun, and for now at least, I am happy again in my garden.
Today I took my working chair and digging knife and sat right down in the middle of it all, just glad to get outside. I discovered the slugs had gotten to my spinach rows, and some feral morning glories had decided to invade the peas. None of this really mattered to me right then, not even the morning glories, but it was so refreshing to just start weeding again! Plants went every which way, and I grubbed out all the creepers that were coming up through the mulch.
After clearing out the detritus, I planted a good long row of Early Wonder beets. These are a utilitarian type, not as sweet tasting as my favorite, Cylindra, but they are very hardy, fast-growing, and the greens are delicious.
Out there with the sun and clouds, I could feel my distress just melting away, and the tension that had me in knots leaving me bit by bit. Gardening, of course, is a way of believing that the future will be green. I'm glad to have learned this much, not only from my garden but from my precious companion, who beating all odds is somehow still with me to enjoy this beautiful spring.
May the peas grow tall and the beets grow fast
Today I took my working chair and digging knife and sat right down in the middle of it all, just glad to get outside. I discovered the slugs had gotten to my spinach rows, and some feral morning glories had decided to invade the peas. None of this really mattered to me right then, not even the morning glories, but it was so refreshing to just start weeding again! Plants went every which way, and I grubbed out all the creepers that were coming up through the mulch.
After clearing out the detritus, I planted a good long row of Early Wonder beets. These are a utilitarian type, not as sweet tasting as my favorite, Cylindra, but they are very hardy, fast-growing, and the greens are delicious.
Out there with the sun and clouds, I could feel my distress just melting away, and the tension that had me in knots leaving me bit by bit. Gardening, of course, is a way of believing that the future will be green. I'm glad to have learned this much, not only from my garden but from my precious companion, who beating all odds is somehow still with me to enjoy this beautiful spring.
May the peas grow tall and the beets grow fast