The Goodness of Spring, Strawberry Progress, and a Prayer
I love stepping outside right after the rain. Everything looks so lush and vivid and saturated with color. The smell is fresh and earthy. Jewels of left over rain drops gather in tiny pools on top of leaves. There is a sense of cleansing. The dirt, sprinkles of mulch, and chalk drawings are washed away - a blank canvas is set for small hands. Time stands still for a moment as I take everything in. I know the seedlings and young plants are so happy to have a good long drink.
I walked around the yard to see how everything is progressing this spring. A couple of years ago I planted 5 strawberry plants I got from a local shop. I planted them within the landscape on the side of my house in early spring. They grew really well and by the time fall rolled around I was able to cut off several shoots. The new strawberry plants went to the other side of my house last spring. Both patches have since taken off and the berries are coming in strong! It's been such a pleasant surprise every time we turn over a leaf to find a red ripe strawberry. Every day this week we've had enough to snack on and share. By the end of the week I was able to freeze a couple quarts for smoothies. I'm so impressed that 5 little but mighty plants grew so much in two short years.
I'm so thankful for all of the plants that have been shared with us over the years. I hope to spread the love with our plants as they continue to grow and spread.
Broccoli and cabbage within the front yard landscape. The cabbage is a part of a peach tree guild. Calendula is on the other side of the peach tree and comfrey is to the side. Some calendula sprouts re-seeded from last year. I also threw down new calendula seeds (saved from last year's plants) that are starting to sprout.
Blackberry blossoms from my Grandma Kramer's patch and the beginning of blueberries from a bush my Mother-in-law once had.
A few perennial plants that we split and transplanted from my Grandma and Grandpa's house on my Dad's side of the family.
Right is a peony that we split and transplanted from my Grandma and Grandpa's house on my Mom's side of the family.