We ate some greens from our garden today. It was time to do some thinning, so away we thinned, and ended up with a bowl full of baby greens. Then we marched straight up to our house to make a salad to go with our quiche lunch--made from our hens' eggs. I put bleu cheese in the quiche, and apparently kids don't really dig bleu cheese. But I sure appreciated it. And the greens? Oh they were explosive with flavors, the most standoutish being spicy, sweet, bitter and, yes, even nutty. It was glorious. Even the kids ate 'em.
Rudimentary toys=lots of fun. Axel is sorting dried plum pits his brother found on the ground. Asa is playing with a bone, a rock, and some leaves of grass. Where is Walt Whitman, you ask? I'm sure he would love this place.
Feeling drowsy and satisfied after this long day outside in the sun. The back of my neck was really, really dark when I looked in the mirror: farmer neck. But some of it turned out to be dirt. Anyway, time to fashion a neckerchief.
It feels good when your kid eats veggies.
We have three families on board for our Homestead CSA program. They will be doing work on the garden every week in exchange for veggies. That feels good too.