So I have a food blog? Lately it feels that way, sorry. I have been cooking a lot in the absence of many plants to care for. We're also trying to eat out less, which calls for more activity in the kitchen.
I have been filling my time with a bi-weekly yoga class, trying to wait patiently on the garden. This weekend I noticed that my carrots and swiss chard have sprouted, and that a cat made a toilet of my garlic chives. The good and the bad, I'll live with both. I have started tomato seedlings, pepper seedlings, and I am hoping soon I'll have eggplant seedlings, too. Casey and I are considering building more raised beds now that we have one less tree in the yard. I have to figure out where to plant all of these veggies. Maybe this will be the year I'll spend less on gardening than I save on produce?
Yesterday we took LK out to her dad's house to pick up her car. Her dad keeps chickens, ducks, and a peacock. Her step-mother's parents live across the street and have THE MOST AMAZING greenhouse and garden ever. I am so jealous. They have one bed the size of our side lot. There are some disadvantages for them: I have to deal with cat crap, they have to deal with fence-jumping deer. I'll take cat crap any day, thank you.
I still desperately want to have chickens, but I am not so sure that the new neighbors would be cool with it, and I'm not sure about the landlord, either. Casey found a really nice free plan for a hen house online. I am torn. We would REALLY need to put up a fence. Back and forth, back and forth. In April the two books I want so badly will be shipped to my house, courtesy of my loving future husband. I have been crabby lately, and still it seems my wish is his command. I am so lucky, and I really need to get out of this funk so that he feels like he is lucky, too - rather than burdened.