Baker Creek seeds...for 2 years. i will need more. but some, i never even used last year...the Agastache, Blue Spice Basil, one whole packet of Cilantro....
Every Circle of Seasons, Circle of a Garden, all these Plans. Some carry though some not at all. It's always been that way. I begin again this time. But this year is even different. it's as if a spell is slowly being dissolved. From those weeks of RAIN, slowly releasing slowly allowing breath. Allowing the flow of Light and Air. Two towels hung on the cloth line to become dry enough to sometime take to wash. for now...just breathing in Air. i realize that i feel a little crazy. able to acknowledge that.... a little crazy. Odd things. Today i missed the Moosewood Cookbook. ????? i am very nostalgic for New Mexico...my wood guy, Evan. I wish i could give Evan all the downed Oak here. He would love it. He would mix it with Pinion and truck it to Texas. His young family would benefit. I miss Evan.
