The title for this blog is 63.
That’s how old I am, although my body feels like I’m 1,000. Farming is a lot of work. We are busy plowing, planting, and getting the gardens ready for the growing season here in the Midwest.
The photo on the lower left (pictured above) is a “berm”… that’s a way of planting used in permaculture which is a no-dig method. Just spread cardboard (or used paper: even old books will do), then pile up straw, dig down, poke a hole in the cardboard and stick your plants in. We’re going to put potatoes, camomile, corn, and garlic here. While walking the property, I discovered what I think is a Blackhaw tree. It produces edible berries in the late summer. Also found a bird’s nest accidentally- hope mommy comes back!
On Saturday, I gathered lavender flowers and made simple syrup. The link to the recipe I used is here
. *I used the pour method and added varying amounts of lemon juice for a variety of colors, delivering some to my neighbors while practicing social-distancing and enjoying some myself in both Bajan bakes (Cheryl’s recipe) and a homemade soft drink.
What is not pictured here is Carl and me lying on the couch at 3 PM because we couldn’t move anymore. He went back out to work for a few more hours. I took an Epsom salt bath. Then dinner. We’ve been crawling into bed at 8PM every night.
All in all, given the difficulties of COVID life in America today, we feel very blessed to partake in the bounty of nature. Most important lesson – The Earth is the Mother of Us All!
Having the glorious opportunity to cultivate the land that my parents left behind, in the place I least expected to spend summers – The foothills of Appalachia, in Ohio – has brought simple and unexpected sweetness this spring.
Hope you all had an awesome Mothers’ Day. In my opinion, every day is mothers’ day!