Hungry Critters

Awakening from Sleep on a Spring Day

Life is an immense dream. Why toil?

All day long I drowse with wine,
And lie by the post at the front door.
Awakening, I gaze upon the garden trees,
And, hark, a bird is singing among the flowers.
Pray, what season may this be?
Ah, the songster's a mango-bird,
Singing to the passing wind of spring.
I muse and muse myself to sadness,
Once more I pour my wine, and singing aloud,
Await the bright moonrise.
My song is ended--
What troubled my soul?--I remember not.

by: Li Bai (701-762)

Ranunculus, Primula vulgaris, Pansy

Mangold or Swiss Chard

Die ersten Hochbeete sind bepflanzt, mit Mangold, Zwiebel und einigen Kräutern.

Finally!!

So the weather has been finally warming up after one last snowstorm 2 weeks ago. We have had a couple of days in the 70's but mostly 50's during the day.

Achocha - the lost crop of the Incas



Salvia



 The seeds are sprouting all over the house and are ready to go...as soon as it warms just a bit more....

Pachyrhizus Ahipa- Andean Yam Bean

And some more snow...

Dust of Snow

The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree
Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.

Robert Frost