every day is a good day
Raising chickens requires a PhD in psychology and conflict resolution. Hens have a tendency to believe that it’s all about them and that everything is theirs. Mine! Mine! Mine! That’s what they seem to be saying much of the time. It’s what Tangerine shrieks when she sees Special laying an egg in the nest she wants to use. Never mind that there are two empty nests right next to the one Special is using. Tangerine wants to use that one.
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.