The garden is wet and joyful. Grasses and clovers, lettuce in the box, allium and green onions blooming. Scarlet flax coming up all over. Lots of onions, including leeks, a variety. They don't keep the snails down, but they aren't eaten by them either. Still sunflowers, as I ruthlessly stem the tide of the little buggers. Still love 'em, not letting them take over this year. Smells lovely out there, with the mints and lavender, thyme and well rained upon soil.
We slept a good bit of the night, enough to count when both of us are coughing, and off our feed. Headed out to get comfort foods, juices and soups. At about midnight, I was up and taking drugs, aware I'd not had a proper meal in several days. Neither of us really has eaten well. Nothing we had looked appealing, too much cheese, too much flavor. Resolved to sally out to forage as early as possible, so we could return and collapse, but with nourishment to hand.
Hunkering down, taking care of each other as best we can. Our own private pity party.
The Scrub Jays are back, and happy that I put out peanuts for them.
2 comments:
Hope you two are better soon. Sucks to be knocked down when, outside all around, everything else is coming up.
Such luscious color, that allium!
It's great to see the things coming up and sprouting. Also good news you are getting rain to help it all out.
This weekend ought to be restorative.
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