Weeds And Seeds And Leaves

Endless hours in the garden on Monday.  Today I am bent over like a creature from a fairy tale, but the garden is ready for Sunday's visitors, two of whom will be our garden mentors.  They asked if they could bring anything.  Do you think a new peach tree is too much to ask? 

We planted seeds in little peat pots; vegetables, herbs and annuals.  I have never had much confidence in my ability to grow from seed, but how can you be a blogger and not try?  We'll see ladies and gentlemen.

One of our favorite boys from the hood left us two weeks ago and moved into the city. We miss him terribly and had him over for dinner tonight to remind him what he left behind.  He may have bars and  bookstores, restaurants and insane carry out at his fingertips but who'll cook him chicken browned and braised over a bed of vegetables, with delicious green salad and crusty bread.  Nobody but us.  Oh and maybe his mom....

 

Who's sorry now Jeff?