Springy, springy storm

Yesterday H and I planted some more seeds in the garden, just ahead of a storm.  For the record, the first round of carrots, lettuce, arugula, and broccoli raab is now in.  Some of the seeds are old; we’ll see how they do.

Then the storm arrived with a bang — hail.   I love an occasional hailstorm.  I’m glad they don’t happen everyday, but they are exciting when they do.  H wanted to go stand in it to “see how it feels,” so he did.  He claims it didn’t hurt at all and he likes hail.  That doesn’t mesh with my experience, but whatever.  I guess we’ll have to send him outside to play next time the baseball-size hail comes down (kidding…)

It rained all night.  It is a drearily beautiful, soggy day today, perfect for watering in those seeds if they didn’t get hailed to death.  The flowering plums are starting to break bud now, and the pears too. plum_040909_21 Two or three weeks ago a tree started blooming around the neighborhood; I think it was fruiting plums, but I don’t know.  Is it usual that fruiting-type trees bloom earlier than their oranmental counterparts?  I’ve never noticed anything like that before.  I’ve always assumed they bloom around the same time, but this tree was definitely earlier.  (Update — answered by a smart, smart commenter — they were apricots). Now I’m watching one in particular to see if it produces plums.

Also, thrift store, I have somethign to say to you, and it’s this:  what the hell?  I’ve been a knitter for years, and I’ve checked diligently, hoping to serendipitously find some nice yarn. Frustratingly, your shelves have always been full of all colours of crochet cotton instead.  Now I try my hand at tatting, and there’s NO crochet cotton to be found?!?!?!  The handcraft universe hates me today.


About sayingthings

K lives in the US with her man and kiddos, knits, cans, dehydrates, bakes bread, (but doesn't cook regular food, particularly), crochets, spins, gardens, studies for a degree that never seems to end, and um, works. Sometimes she wastes time online. Also -- and family, she's looking at you here -- sometimes she swears and says things you might not agree with. But she still loves you.

Posted on April 9, 2009, in The Great Outdoors. Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

  1. hey K! two things. the trees that were flowering earlier around the neighborhood were mostly apricots. and i have a whole lot of tatting and crochet cotton if you want it. really. please please take it. -m

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