We have had ample time to spend outdoors this past weekend working in the garden and yard. Fences are being mended, soil turned over, woods fully scoured and explored. Everything is greening and there are in fact buds on the trees. Sign of an impending change to be very certain. The time of ephemeral flowers in the forest is far and away my favorite light to photograph, to sit and dine in, to just be surrounded by whats to be, and to rediscover each year. It truly is grand.
In the garden, things appear to be coming together this year. (Knock on wood please) Where the perennials felt nothing if not out of control and unruly, this year, some beds are cleaned and out and organized. In the vegetable garden up top, where previously it was all an experiment, this year- the third spring in this house- it feels a bit settled and perhaps has an air of repetition. I am enjoying planting all the greens, and foods to be munched on up top, while I am awaiting my neighbors tractor run, (and the last frost date) to seed and sow the more sun craving edibles and flowers. Ones that we will process and cook a bit more too. Tomatoes and zuchinni and winter squash that take up all the room.
Birds are nesting (and using the boys thoughtfully laid out building materials) and of course, singing. Shoulders are occasionally bare, as well as feet. My hands and nails are permanently lined with soil. The time has arrived, we can spend our days in the garden!