
How many are lucky enough to start their morning with a bowl of freshly picked cherries? What a great way to start the day.

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How many are lucky enough to start their morning with a bowl of freshly picked cherries? What a great way to start the day.


Do flowers have emotions? Do plants express their personality through their blossoms? Who knows? These potato flowers shout out, “I’m here! I have no fear! I’m here! I have no fear! Pollinate me!” They stand up as tall as they can, up on their tippy toes, reaching as high as possible for the blue sky. What bee could possibly resist such tempting blossoms?
The next time you enjoy a potato, close your eyes and imagine how proud it was when it bloomed, waving its flowers high above its lush leaves.



This was a pleasant morning surprise. I was out in the woods working on fencing when I came face to face with vine maple samara. They look ready to flap their wings and take off. Another surprise is all the magentaspreen which seeded last fall and is growing nicely. The purple tinged leaves look stunning in a salad. I’ll be selling bunches of magentaspreen at Bow Little Market July 2.


Fresh out of the garden for lunch today, purple potatoes, ruby streaks, and chard. New potatoes shout summer. Instead of digging up the potato plants, you can carefully dig under the potato plants, feel for new potatoes, and pull them out. The potato plant is free to keep developing more potatoes.

The morning is fresh today after a gentle overnight rain. What do the dogwood petals think of raindrops? Do they tickle when they land and bounce and drip? Do they sting? Do they quench their thirst? Do they wait for a stiff breeze to blow the drops away? Or do they lament when the sun dries out the soft drops?
