Organic

Spring in February has a surreal quality. Warm and sun, which brings the cats to the open window. Not exactly sharing, but taking turns, of a sort.



So, I went to get seeds. Pease, beans, sunflowers, more Scarlet flax, because it took so well last year. Spinach and lettuce, too. Waiting to plant them on the 17th of March or thereabouts. Had some organic* potatoes sprouting in the drawer, so I got them in the ground, lest they sprout in vain. Still may not produce potatoes, at least they have a shot now.

Everything else will be buying plants, tomatoes, peppers, chilies. And more long grasses and statice. The green onions are already flourishing, we were assured they are unkillable, which is fine by me.

Much work on the house across the street, including laying the walkway concrete, and delivery of large appliances. Trucks blocking our driveway, but we didn't mind as we weren't taking the car out. I walked to my massage, which was lovely. Large trucks were gone by the time of our delivery.



Delivery guy looked at the house, and said "wow, this is beautiful!" We had to agree, we got very, very lucky.

New bedframe does not squeak at all. Taller, which is better for us. Really lovely, D chose the color. Best bed I've ever had in my life, and it should last us the rest of ours. Very solid. Getting the old one moved out was a struggle. Poor old thing, so many moves, cheap to start with, creaking at every joint. We know how it feels, so it's getting a gentle retirement to the guest room. One day, we may have a guest, even.




His parents' card for me arrived, and left me with a tear in my eye.

Overflowing with gratitude, in awe of the generosity of it all.


*Yes, I know. I took chemistry and organic chemistry. Even though I scraped by with Bs, I know this much. Try those inorganic potatoes some time. C-H-O-N-P-etc.