Spring has come, and yet, there are still some dark days, there is still some cold rain, and to be honest, there is still a little winter funk stuck to our bones.
I can tell things have been a bit rushed when I look at my sewing table. It is cluttered with remnants of holidays past and present. There is a glass jar full of delicate christmas ornaments that have yet to find their way back into the christmas box (which, by the way, got closed up and shoved back in the closet without being reorganizing. I literally just shut the lid on the chaos and away it went). These christmas ornaments sit next to a pile of valentines decorations and cards. I have decided to make a valentines decorations box since we made so many nice ones this year (even if I was grumpy on the day of love). Also part of this holiday cornucopia are easter eggs yet to be modge podged. And so you can see, the seasons run together.
Out in the garden it is similar. The kale I planted as mature plants in late fall is now starting to bolt. Here you can see the tiny, delicious seed heads I pulled off and ate.
I will need to harvest it tomorrow. Sitting underneath it in tiny pots are the new kale starts that I bought this week at a school sale. They will be planted right into the holes of the ones coming out. The garden is changing guard. I am so grateful to the plants that held it down over the winter and brought this garden into being. It kept my spirits going this winter to know I had a garden, small as it was.
… and my life unfolds before me