The First Mowing in Suburbia

Here in Average Suburbia, the first spring lawn mowing is paramount.  Yesterday I did my hay cutting part.  You could have bailed some of it, it was so thick from rain.  Happily, native violets (my birth flower) are taking over the lawn along with all the dandelions.  No chance of those essential-to-wildlife plants being decimated by me.

Then I planted most of my rooted potted flowers, herbs, and small shrubs around the yard.  Next up are the younger seedlings in trays.  It’s challenging in a small rented suburban yard to find ways to restore eco-friendly natural habitats.  If nothing else, I’ll leave this place a little more flowery and less non-native than I found it.

Here are some misc. plantings, both previously here and introduced.

 

The Return Trip

My son and grandson stayed overnight again on their way back from PA.  It was a snowy, messy drive, as it was in much of the NE.  Yet, today it’s ~60º here,  and headed for the 80s this week!  We don’t even try to predict anymore.  We had a quiet, pleasant visit, especially talking garden shop.  Now they’re back in St. L.  I’m thankful I got to see them twice in one week.

Today I took a chance and moved all my porch plants outside to acclimate the rest of the way, now that danger of frost appears to finally be over…I think.  Soon I’ll dig them into the ground.

White Easter

It’s the day after Easter, and it snowed!?!  So much for frost-free dates.  And it’s not just up here in SW Ohio, it’s happening in the south and other places unaccustomed to snow in April.  The flowers are covered with it, and just a short trip to the store and back looked like we drove through a blizzard.  One more hint we’re past the point of no return with climate change.

 

Ecumaniacal Week

Yes you read it right!  So many religious holidays packed into one week, it makes one’s head spin like an exorcism.  But even this Jew can play goy at least once a year.  See my attempt at rainbow eggs, in a seamless segue from seder to easter!  So gay.  I mean goy.  Anyway, E approves.

 

 

Olympian Charoset Wins Again

I’m thankful for getting to see my son and grandson during their brief overnight visit.  I got to take a walk around the block with my son at sundown and catch up, much overdue and worth the wait.  I always appreciate his nonconventional but wise observations.  And we talk gardening shop now, a bonus!

Later, I spent some quality time talking with my 13-year-old grandson, which I enjoy more each time.  He’s extremely intelligent, articulate, and thoughtful.  We seem to understand each other (except for the high-tech stuff), despite the vast age gap.  I believe it’s partly because he’s the grandchild I bonded with before, during, and after his birthing.  We have some weird quirks in common.

My son and grandson obligingly proclaimed my charoset to be divinely supremely superb, or some such superlatives.  I did not put words in their mouths, just charoset!  Eat that, you know who you are, Robert!  Game on.  (This is how I can tell if you read this.)

Today I prepared for my very abridged version of a seder.  Here are a homegrown bouquet including the first tulips, my traditional matzah ball soup from scratch, and the seder plate and table.

Flowers for Pesach 2022

Well, I survived my latest “procedure”, although the preps for it practically killed me!  But it’s over, and my prognosis looks pretty good.  Now I get to enjoy what appears to be actual spring, and witness all the surprises coming up in the garden, after all the rain and wind.  The porch nursery is also thriving in the warming sun.  The Misu Majesty is especially in her element of lazy languor, as if she’s in sympathy recovery.  Best of all, my son and grandson are passing through here on their way to PA.  Happy almost erev Pesach, for those who celebrate.  My charoset is still the best and so on.  Better get on with drinking up the chametz!

 

Dilapidated But Still Standing

I suppose I should post something.  I’m a bit behind.  Here are a few highlights from the last week or so.

We finally got much-needed (much-discounted) new footgear.  Here we are showing off our new boots and Converse at HQ, and other scenes of YS.  I finally got me some Converse sneaks!

Here is cake by E.  But is it…cake?  (I confess that dumb show is what inspired cake-baking for no occasion.)

We walked the Fen, where we saw turtles!  And maybe a beaver-like critter?  The very first signs of spring growth were starting to show.  The old iconic tree from many seasons and photos past was looking pretty dilapidated but still standing.  It’s how I feel!

I’ve been planting things around the house.  Here are some tulips etc.

Last but not least, here is one of Misu’s favorite perches from which to spy.

On Ice

It’s hailing, snowing, blowing, going down in the teens…just a “normal” spring in Ohio!  In a few days it will probably be back in the 70s again.  Just as well, I’m too under the weather myself to work outside even if I could.  I’m sure nature will get along just fine without me.  I have my porch babies to cheer me on.

Under the Knife and Other Adventures

While I recover from extreme dental surgery, and zombify (not enough) on pain meds, I’m on hiatus from my normal puttering, so instead, here are the first cut flowers of spring, and some more baby seedlings coming up.

Also, here are E’s finished handmade cabinets and countertop, and the new microwave installation.  The latter is a long stupid story featuring Lowes dropping the first microwave from a tall skyscraper or something, misplacing the reordered second microwave (they tried to sell it to someone else), and finally coming up with an undamaged one for us.  No intelligent lifeforms there!  But eventually E got it done.

Springing in the Rain

Yesterday was get stuff done day.  After taking care of business, we “found ourselves” at HQ, imagine that.  Here are some pretty crocuses and squill outside the Tavern.

Then we made our first spring appearance at Siebenthaler’s Nursery and Garden Center, just to scope it out.  They were just beginning to set up their outdoor displays, so we talked some shop (yay!) and bought a token plant or two.  We got a native Euonymous americanus (“strawberry bush”) and some bare-root native yellow trilliam to add to our future “woodland” areas.  Next up will be a coniferous evergreen privacy hedge between us and the too-close neighbor.

Meanwhile, back on the porch, more seedlings are coming up, and today I started two more trays of seeds to replace the ones I transplanted outdoors.  There are more greens, herbs, and annual/perennial/native flowers.  Queen Misu supervised from her tall throne.

Here are some non-native but pretty Pulmonaria, pink hyacinth, and purple primrose happily growing in the rain.