Blogging has fallen victim to employment this week, which isn’t necessarily a bad thing. I have a new job which is kicking my ass in a way that kicks ass, and I’m getting to design a lot of new reports and databases and all that geeky, analytical stuff I went to college for. HA! Advice to the class of 2011: be a performing arts major; you can take over the world.
But the weather has been nice to me and my anxiety. Remember not so long ago it looked like this outside:
All that snow on top of snow on top of snow, and it seemed like it would never go away. Well it has. Apart from a tiny patch in a northeast corner of the yard, the snow has gone and the temperatures are rising. During the day I try to step away from the computer and go outside for oxygen as often as I can, to walk around and regroup and see if anything has emerged from the ground since I went outside 2 hours ago.
The Lenten roses (Hellebores) never let me down. They are an expensive plant if you buy them full-sized at the nursery. I bought a bunch online a few years ago. They were cheaper but they come as babies – one leaf on a stem, and it’s taken this long for them to put out flowers. But so worth the wait:
And then it’s St. Patrick’s Day, which heralds two things: one being the McGuinness’ party which I told you about here and the other being it is officially time to start seedlings. Actually, the date truly only applies to peas, which are direct-sown into the ground, but I’ve adapted it to suit my own needs and I start my broccoli and tomato seedlings indoors:
In case you are wondering, that is the original 60-cell Bio Dome sold by Park Seed, available here and a terrific investment for any avid gardner. Mine is like ten years old and in great shape, I just buy the sponge refills every year or steal them from my friend Jen (she hates that).
So all this has contributed to me not reading a damn thing, and dinner being scrambled eggs and pizzas the past few days. I managed to throw together a 3-bean salad tonight and now I’m exhausted. But I thought I should at least explain my whereabouts. My friend Stacie is keeping the ERT dream alive by cooking everything I ever blogged about, bless you my child. Her friend in Germany made the black bean fritters the other night. International exposure, how cool is that?!