Ugh, I suppose it was inevitable. Granger and I caught what everyone else in our family has already had. Being sick is for the birds…I’m pretty sure that’s what they mean by bird flu (see my attempts at humor are falling short).
I’m also sad at the moment. I took my camera outside on Friday to take some pictures of Spring that is springing around here…and well, I may have left it on the back bumper of the van. I feel so bad. I absolutely hate wasting things, and so I almost hope that if I did leave it outside that someone stole it. That way it’s at least getting used.
I hate thinking of my sweet little camera on the side of the road with a broken lens. I realized that I didn’t know where it was the evening as I was sitting down to write this post. The last memory I have of my camera was taking some photos of the bergamot (bee balm) that is coming up in my herb garden. Then I took some photos of my daffodils…some itty bitty miniature daffodils that I just planted. And then I decided to get to work in earnest on my bulb flower bed…and I remember setting the camera down on the back of the bumper. As I did so I thought, this is a bad place for this. What if I forget it? And I cannot remember anything after that.
I know it’s just a thing, if it’s gone, it’s gone. But I feel like it’s quite a loss. I have had it for nearly four and a half years, and it traveled to Berkeley with us when we visited my sister Goodi. It captured Granger and Finn’s labor and Granger’s birth. I am so mad at myself. Being sick and mad at yourself are not a great combination.
This is very small potatoes in the problems of the world, but I’m feeling sorry for myself at the moment.
In much more cheerful news that I will be unable to post photos of, almost every single seed that I planted a couple weeks ago has germinated, and I have a cute little flat of seedlings in their coconut coir pots. This year I’m growing all brand new (to me) varieties of tomatoes. I grew mortgage lifters and brandy wine tomatoes last year (both are large heirloom tomatoes…good for slicing, and I found them delicious cooked up in sauce as well).
This year I asked Tommy for the tomato collection of seeds for Christmas, and he obliged…so I have about 6 varieties from that, and two more from my sister in law who bought me the seed saving collection from Seed Savers Exchange (I LOVE their seeds by the way). This year we will have just about every different shape and size of tomato, and a few colors too.
Our traditional lilac bushes are all set to start blooming quite soon (maybe this week?). One of the highlights of the growing year for me are these gorgeous bushes. I also have two hybrid lilacs, but their blooms pale in beauty to the real thing for me. I’m considering putting in another lilac bush right next to the front porch, because we just took out a barberry bush that was poking baby fingers all the time. How I would love to have a lilac to walk past every single time I leave the house…Even if it only blooms for a couple weeks each year…that’s the one thing I’m unsure of. Maybe there is another bush that I don’t know about yet that I would love like a lilac that would bring me joy every time I walk outside…but has a longer blooming season and takes full sun.
Anyway, I think I’m waxing poetic here about all the things that are blooming and just starting to come out, because I can’t actually get out there and get my hands dirty at the moment.
What’s springing in your neck of the woods?