We’re just dealing with old snow here.
Dude. What a mess. The birds and other fauna like it, though.
So! I’m daydreaming about 2016’s garden and the seeds I want to order, like I do most Januarys.
[Perennial food not noted above: Blackberries, asparagus, apples.]
I’m considering this list of food to plant in my yard and, in some cases, start in my basement (which I haven’t done for 5 years). I’m having two thoughts.
The first is: This list is rather pedestrian.
Beans. Tomatoes. Peppers. Carrots. Part of that could be because I didn’t include any fancy variety names on the list (“Romano” [pole beans], “Solar Yellow ” [carrot], etc, although it could be argued that “Romanesco” is a fancy variety name. I mean, it is, but when I buy it, I never refer to it as broccoli. Only Romanesco. Anyway.), but this list is actually pretty, uh, garden variety…
…which brings me to my second, related thought: This is the same garden I’ve grown for the last 15 years.
It’s the garden I grew for my kids when they were much younger and I just haven’t deviated much; I’ve been coaxing the same stuff out of the ground, year after year, long after it was necessary to encourage lots of fresh vegetable & fruit consumption or for them to understand how food grows. They’re 17 and 23 now. I think they get it.
Sudden third thought: It’s entirely likely that Jim and I will be the only permanent residents of 909 by September. 2016 will probably be the last year I grow a garden of this size, with this food, unless something happens and we have to grow more of our own food as opposed to supporting the indie farming scene to balance our own production.
I want more flowers, see. Big, weird flowers. I’m seeing flowers everywhere, even in the dead kale.
Note to self: Manufacturing epiphanies & forcing transformative experiences ≠ any real progress for you. The question is: Are you ready to receive such things when they visit?
LOTSA (Lisa’s Open Tabs, Saved Aggressively):