Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Spring RUSH



"The year's at the spring,
And day's at the morn;
Morning's at seven;
The hill-side's dew-pearled;
The lark's on the wing;
The snail's on the thorn;
God's in his Heaven— 
All's right with the world!"

 Robert Browning, The Year's at the Spring


     Spring comes with a pounce here, unlike other places we've lived where it slowly, almost shyly meanders in. One week it's winter and the next the temperatures soar into the 60s and 70s. We got our first sickness of the season right about the time that oh, everything had to get planted or transplanted. We put in blueberry bushes last year (or was it the year before?) that needed a more suitable spot to live in, so we transplanted them and acidified the soil to make them happier. The 2 blackberry bushes that are coming will be planted close by them later this week. I finally, FINALLY got to plant strawberries; long looked for come at last. 25 plants now and another 25 this fall. We built a raised bed following hugelkultur principles and will do the same with the other bed that we build later on. At the end of the strawberry bed we put in some sugar snap peas and set out 60ish red onions. The garlic is growing great guns, the rhubarb and comfrey are shooting up, daffodils are blooming everywhere and the peepers are singing. How can one be unhappy in the spring when the hope of everything is new? 


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