My house smells like dirt (in a good way)
Coming back home after eight days away I am hit by one particular fact: my living room smells like dirt. No, I can’t blame my husband for letting things fall to pot. The kids are in one piece and the house is still standing. The house smells like dirt in a good way. Forest path in the rain dirt, not dust bunnies beneath the bed dirt. It smells like dirt in here because a few weeks ago I started some seeds inside, but then life got in the way and I high-tailed it to Boston and I just haven’t gotten around to the moving them out into the garden part of the plan yet.
But as they say to Marvin K. Mooney, the time has come. The time is NOW. And I’m looking at a weekend of planting in a garden that is more than ready to go. I think we’ve had some success with the sage. It’s coming back, and that bodes well for a summer full of my favorite pasta with sage leaves.
It also seems that taking that rhubarb risk is paying off in a big way. All is going well with our original plant and her little rhubarbarinos.
The leaves are lush and green, but I can’t touch them without breaking out in hives. For some reason, the toxic leaves don’t bother the kids at all. The stalks are ruby red and thick, harvest-able very soon, which means that days rich in rhubarb crisp can’t be far away.
As Dr. Seuss famously told Marvin K. Mooney, the time has come to GO GO GO. I’m all about frenetic activity, and can’t wait to break out the shovels this weekend.
Which may work fine for me, but sweet Acadia sails on a different tack. She’s slowing it down, making some time to stop and smell the tulips.
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The big ole pregnant belly and the rain interfered with my planting plans this weekend. Hope you got a chance to do some digging!
Your sprouts look wonderful and happy. Did you get them into the dirt yet? I’m getting tired of babysitting mine – maybe this week they will make the big move outside!
I love that picture of Acadia!
Hmmm…did someone say rhubarb crisp?
How do you know when rhubarb is ready for harvest? My neighbors have some that they don’t use (and I can poach), but I’m not sure when to nab it.
The rhubarb is ready to harvest when the stalks are thick (about the diameter of a dime or more) and at least partially red. Grasp the stalk near the bottom and wiggle it back and forth until it comes loose from the plant. Check out http://www.greenerbiener.com/2008/07/rhubarb-when-do-i-pick-it/ for more details.
I too love the picture of Acadia – the other ones make me homesick for late spring!!
Arg…so jealous. I wish I had a green thumb, but alas, my brown thumb is brown through and through…and anything it touches ends up the same shade of cocoa…Thus, I have to continue to read your blog just to see how those more gifted make the magic happen.
I’m with NYCity Mama, I should not be allowed near plant life. MJ wants to “grow stuff” this year and I am damned because I am sure to let him down. I should send you a picture of our tomato plant from last year. I’m pathetic
Great picture of Acadia! Hope all the planting went well. Great post!
I love your picture of your little girl. Your ruhbarb is looking great, too.