Early Spring in the Kitchen Garden
I am giving ourselves a B- for our winter gardening skills. We just finished the last of the leeks, the rabbit got some freshly dug carrots, and we’re serving homegrown salad to a party of ten tomorrow night.
I am giving ourselves a B- for our winter gardening skills. We just finished the last of the leeks, the rabbit got some freshly dug carrots, and we’re serving homegrown salad to a party of ten tomorrow night.
Starting with nothing but square yard lined with arborvitae, we headed toward our July wedding and summer BBQ season with a vision: flowering madness and food to eat.
Despite last week’s odd several days of snow, we ate our very first salad out of our new garden. It’s the tender, bright taste of Spring!
“I’ve never seen anything like it,” he demurely whispered as he averted my bulging garden-addled eyes.
I can’t recall a Valentine’s Day that I felt so joyously manic. In the morning, before I drank the coffee I’ve been quitting, Vic said, “Sure, let’s get the dirt delivered.”