Seattle is a fickle beast.
Or maybe I am. Just as soon as I swear I’ll never, ever (ever, ever) remove my new rain boots and rain hat, the sun peeps out. When it stays for 5 or 6 days, as it did this past week, I am so deliriously happy that I pull out the sandals and refuse to go inside. Everything starts feeling possible. The sun will actually shine again, the air will warm, and the mud will end.
Food will grow.
In a moment of sunny glory, I ordered 3 yards of compost, planting mix, and mulch. Which is approximately a metric shit-ton (or so) of product. Over zealous? Most definitely. I also am getting a large truck bed full of Zoo Doo next week. It is a lot of material, but needed. I haven’t been good about adding to our soil fertility over the years and I’ve worked it hard. It was time to pay back into my system.
Major bird geekery going on. Crows build a nest in one of the madrone trees so I’ve been watching them fly around with twigs and whatnots. The various finches, pine siskins, sparrows, chickadees, starlings, and bushtits are hosting a hell of a party.
We have had a few birds just sit on the railing of the deck or fence despite us being fairly close. They don’t normally sit on the railings at all. I’m pretty curious about this new behavior…any birders out there know why? Does it have something to do with mating?
First winter that we have kept greens growing in abundance year-round!
We might be letting go of the asparagus. We don’t produce enough asparagus to warrant having the dedicated bed that asparagus needs. In fact, little of it even makes it into the house…we munch it straight from the garden. We could probably add 3 more large blueberries and a lot of strawberries in that area. We’ll decide this fall.
I’ll round out the meanderings with a bit of chicken love. This is Aspen, a Speckled Sussex. She is sweet, curious, and plays well with others.