Well, first of all, my thanks to those of you who commented or sent me emails on my last post. I am grateful for the opportunity to have real discussion, and for the many thoughtful perspectives and insights so many of you have shared.
But here we are, back to the weather and lambs. They came out today, as the weather warmed up and the snow melted away. There were even lovely cherry blossoms (in the other direction-- lambs and cherry blossoms in the same frame might be a wee bit much, even for me).
This one was especially endearing:
Although, I must confess I plan on cooking this for dinner tomorrow. So there you are.
I spent three glorious hours cleaning out some of the raised beds this afternoon. No deep analysis of theories or literature or memorization-- just earth and sun and thoughts of growing and planning and eating and my grandfather's garden and the summer to come. I weeded and shovelled and hoed and raked and hauled barrels and bags all over the place (Simon's rhubarb is now planted well and truly). Oh, it felt good.
My boy even put in his obligatory row of peas while I sowed broccolli, lettuces, radishes and bok choi. Grow seeds, grow. We can't wait to eat you up, too.
Oh, my. That lamb looking through the fence was pure eye candy.
Posted by: Arianne | 25 March 2012 at 16:55