If today was not the warmest day of the year so far then it certainly felt like it. Right from the start the day had very faintly that particular stillness that is the hallmark of a truly unseasonal warm to hot day. Not a cloud in the sky and barely a breath of air. The seedling cages are all wide open and I’m upping the water. All but the asparagus are ready to move on now, which is as much an adventure for me as it is for them.
The asparagus are a new one for me and candidly I haven’t a clue what I’m doing. What I know is that the seed has germinated well, which is a good start. Happily I won’t have to do anything much at this stage and everything else should be off my books before I have to work on the asparagus. Even then it will be another three seasons before they’re producing spears for harvesting. What an odd thing. This is why I’ve never bothered before.
The next thing will be a big bed for cranberries, just of the sheer hell of it. That will be hard physical work as I’ll need not only to excavate but also line and in effect create a bog. What the hell am I thinking when what I really want to do is sell the place and go home. In the meantime though the idea of a cranberry crop has caught my imagination.
Like a lot of things it is something I’m going to have to do now, or not at all. Today’s work has left me with swollen hands which worries me slightly.
The other odd thing that has struck me is how easily I slipped into the groove and evaded the temptations of the wildlife. The only company I noticed I had today were squadrons of butterflies – large whites and probably small whites too far away to id and distinguish one from other. I’m still awaiting my first dragonfly sighting of the year.
And they don’t ever come into the house – or at least they haven’t yet. Why stupid? Because I didn’t think to slap sunblock on – went out in just a strappy vest thing and now have red shoulders. Idiot!
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