The road home.
Each day will become increasingly hot and humid this week so I’m up at 5am doing as much as I can before the heat of the day hits. And let’s be honest, it’s the humidity that’s the problem. Heat feels good! Heat loosens muscles and opens joints; it dries laundry in just a few hours. Heat sweetens berries and calls for dinner on the deck. Heat warms the shoulders and begs for shoes to be tossed aside. But oh man, I’m the biggest baby when extreme humidity piggybacks on the heat of the day. So, after I type out a few words I’ll switch to getting some physical work done this morning, then I may freely sloth about this afternoon.
The first round of garden planting is nearly complete. Now to mulch and begin the never ending cycle of keeping the weeds under control. It’s not too bad if I stay committed to my two rows per day maintenance routine. You’re never really done in the garden, but a habit of tending small amounts each day helps it to feel manageable. We were up north over the weekend and planted a small garden while there. I focused on a few cold tolerant plants, being a week or so early for the main planting time on the north ridge. But a gardener has to get something in the the ground! Kale, cabbage, broccoli, and zucchini (okay, I may have rushed the zucchini, we’ll see). I have no expectations for this garden, it’s more of a watch and learn sort of thing. New climate, new soil, new critters. Like the MOOSE that was standing outside the kitchen window of our Aunt and Uncle’s house when I was making coffee at 5:30 in the morning. Is he going to enjoy my kale, I wonder?
Anyway, zero expectations, I just had to get my hands in the soil. And wouldn’t you know, the very first, totally random, roadside farm stand we stopped at while in search of compost had all organic plant starts. Our first random stop, all organic! That is unheard of down here. I picked up a few perennial herbs in addition to the cold loving veggies (and the hopefully strong and mighty zucchini). I deliberately didn’t plant seeds up north even though I’m anxious to see what carrots and beets do in that cool northern climate. That is some of the darkest, richest soil a girl could ask for. I just won’t be there to water them daily for the first couple of weeks and seeds are pretty unforgiving without that early love.
Really happy this (tiny) vegetable plot is in. We have no road access to our property yet, but there is a garden! Perhaps it will only serve as an offering for the local fauna, but hey, it’s the least we can do for showing up on their turf. Let's call it a hostess gift.