This past Sunday was the first harvest day at Nook & Cranny
Greens, greens, greens
Spinach, lettuce mix, broccoli raab, arugula, & mustard greens
All from the three smaller hoop houses
(And eggs from the many hens)
While harvest went throughout the morning into the early afternoon, I seeded & transplanted in the greenhouse
Basil coming up nicely…
It was a bit overcast & chilly outside, but cozy inside the greenhouse
Soon it will be too warm for me in there & so I’ll do the seeding outside
This was from the past Friday when it snowed a bit
The farm slowly is unfolding it’s shape as each new bed is tilled & planted
(I didn’t take many photos again, because there were 25 trays to seed, others to move, & 100 eggplant plants to be transplanted)
Say that three times fast:
…Eggplant plants to be transplanted…
(Thankfully this photo was NOT taken at the farm)
Sweet earthy groundhog looking for its breakfast this morning
I went across the road to where my garlic was planted to see if it was coming up… And it is!
Here’s the lovely nearby pond
(From the evening before)
Showing water’s amazing reflective capacity
I’ve been marveling at water lately.
It can be a mirror at times, clear at times, and obscuring at times.
And sometimes all at the same time! …depending on ones position relative to the body of water
(A vernal pond from last month after a freeze)
I was recently on a walk & passed a parent & child walking in the opposite direction
We were all passing a (thawed) vernal pond at the same time
I overheard the child say “ewwww that water is gross” & then the parent agreed with that sentiment…
I felt saddened by what had just transpired… In my view, it was a missed opportunity to open a narrow opinion
Vernal ponds are teeming with life… Frogs & peepers & insects…
But I guess I get sad easily.
I feel sad when great trees are cut down, even if they could pose a threat
I don’t know what was going on today in the world, but it seemed that many people were driving aggressively.
I was driving past an elementary school (where the limit drops from 45 to 35 during school hours) and a sporty sports car passed me, crossing a double yellow line.
What is all the hurry about?
Could we all try to slow down a little bit…?!?
Thank goodness for Izzy.
(Thank you Jenny, for the photo)
Nighty night all.