When we put in the garden a couple of weeks ago, I bought some starter basil to supplement the basil I was growing from seed. Looks like the cold Spring might have done in the poor plants. It’s been in the 40s and 50s all week. I might start all over on some of the plants. I hope it’s not too late.
Tonight was dinner with friends during a volunteer planning meeting. When I came home, Mr. T mentioned the evening’s historic event, with Obama earning enough delegates to get the D nomination. Just a few days before, I’d gotten this book from my beloved library. I’d already listened to Faith of My Fathers a while back. I wonder if the election season will be as exciting as the primaries. I hope.
We spent most of Saturday working in our garden. The Baron was pleased to be out with us.
For dinner, we fired up the grill and barbecued shrimp, previously marinated in chili sauce.
This year, Mr. T decided that he wanted a vegetable garden. Maybe it’s all the press about urban homesteading? Last year, I went crazy with multiple varieties of basil and mint and tomatoes and peppers and more. I’m happy most of the mint, chives, oregano, and thyme made it through this Winter.
This year, I’m not as enthusiastic. I think it’s the delayed start to Spring in Seattle I mentioned yesterday. Nevertheless, I’m getting involved. I’ll catch on.
About this picture: Today I hung out in the backyard. We planted two beds over the weekend and two trays of annual herbs and some random vegetables. Mr. T did the heavier lifting of working on the newly-created 4′x8′ beds with tomatoes, lettuce, beans, radishes, cucumbers, and peppers. Some were starts, some were seeds. We noticed this AM that we had visitors…birds love seeds! Now, we hunt for solutions.
Here I go. My good friend started her own photoblog and I’m following suit. It’s only fitting to have my first post on her birthday!
I’m housebound for the week, but we spent most of the weekend starting a grand vegetable garden. We’ve lived in our house almost two years and both years, I’ve forgotten that we have lilacs until Spring arrives. And to think, I nearly cut these down over the Winter, forgetting what they were.
Seattle’s a late bloomer this year.
