Eggs and bakey

05.12.2017 3 Comments

Even better, the elderberry that I thought had died is springing tiny and green from the wet earth, ready to try again. Tulips are pushing their green flags proudly upwards through the wet clay, and daffodil clumps are lifting dead leaves in their hands for the winds to carry away. It was hard, but I went forth and out to the back porch, where a chorus of peeping frogs sang their joyous rhythm! Peeking between the fast-moving clouds, I saw the slender crescent moon for the first time since the New Moon. Mugwort sprouts in the underbrush… The echinacea is perking up, motherwort, mint, and mugwort are peeking up through the leaf litter, and the soapwort made it through another winter.

Eggs and bakey


The big healthy elderberry is exploding in miniature green fireworks, as are the forsythia, old roses, and crabapple trees. Even the tiny nettles patch has revived from that last freeze — it is definitely spreading and should be a nice patch in a year or so. We have staked out some spots for some dwarf fruit trees, a new patch of garden to expand on what we grew last year, and started making plans for tending the compost and doing a spring clean of the chicken coop. Amber Pixie February 22, Last night, Eric called me to rise from the couch and heating pad where I had nested to come outside. A nearby farm is having a bare-root plant sale in two weeks, and they allow preorders. There are buds everywhere! The world is waking under my muddy, bare feet! The roses are wick and greening, and the whole earth is shivering in anticipation of the explosion of spring! Peeking between the fast-moving clouds, I saw the slender crescent moon for the first time since the New Moon. I think this was a forsythia branch… Today, I walked the yard and checked on the roses, the trees, all of the plant friends who have been napping for months. Mugwort sprouts in the underbrush… The echinacea is perking up, motherwort, mint, and mugwort are peeking up through the leaf litter, and the soapwort made it through another winter. Even better, the elderberry that I thought had died is springing tiny and green from the wet earth, ready to try again. With no small amount of delight, I just placed an order for some dwarf fruit trees, plants, and well, just look: Right now, I have the house open to the fresh air! The chickens also need some replanting in their muddy run, or an expanded place to explore. Green sprigs of yarrow leaf and hyssop and a mat of wee lemon balm are showing up, too. It was hard, but I went forth and out to the back porch, where a chorus of peeping frogs sang their joyous rhythm! Tulips are pushing their green flags proudly upwards through the wet clay, and daffodil clumps are lifting dead leaves in their hands for the winds to carry away.

Eggs and bakey


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3 thoughts on “Eggs and bakey”

  1. It was hard, but I went forth and out to the back porch, where a chorus of peeping frogs sang their joyous rhythm! Even the tiny nettles patch has revived from that last freeze — it is definitely spreading and should be a nice patch in a year or so.

  2. Tulips are pushing their green flags proudly upwards through the wet clay, and daffodil clumps are lifting dead leaves in their hands for the winds to carry away. Even better, the elderberry that I thought had died is springing tiny and green from the wet earth, ready to try again.

  3. The chickens also need some replanting in their muddy run, or an expanded place to explore. There are buds everywhere!

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