Outside has been this….
I came down from nursing the baby to sleep and was told that I wasn’t allowed outside and not to look out the window. A couple of minutes later Steve, Iain and Elijah all came in giggling. She’s a girl. In case you, ahem, couldn’t tell. Mama snowwoman.
Inside has been this…
Over the weekend the wee ones and I went grocery shopping. I love, love, love letting little ones go crazy in the produce department. It’s so much fun to say “what looks good to you? what do you want to try?” and just let them go wild exploring new tastes and textures and reaffirming old favorites. The woman standing next to us got a good laugh out of our cart full of kale. I swear it’s almost embarrassing, we go through around 6 bunches a week. Three different varieties found their way into the cart this week. We got lots of our regular standbys of course, spring mix, collards, ginger, potatoes, two kinds of yams, avocados, apples, dates, bananas. We also got a very small package of strawberries, just a taste of what’s to come. Iain picked out a red cabbage. Elijah found a bunch of dandelion greens that we used in a pasta dish that night. It was so good; tasted so much like spring. Both boys were besotted with a large bunch of rainbow radishes and they each got a blood orange to try. I had been avoiding peppers because of the price, but they were so excited by them that I let them add one yellow, one red, and one orange to the cart. I filled a bag with just a few “sunchokes”. Cooked, they were a favorite with Iain as a babe; they were a big hit raw in a salad yesterday.
We’ve been feasting on all of our fresh goodies and looking forward to June when our CSA opens for the season.
Also singing a lot.
And lots of books about gardens.
And everyone knitting in bed. After not picking up a set of needles in quite some time, I’m back to working on the Herringbone Sweater, in hopes of finishing it up in time for Easter. We shall see. Iain is still working on his bean bag and Elijah finished finger-knitting a drawstring for a bag that lost it’s ribbon. Galen, the master yarn tangler, was banned from the bed. He engaged in a craft of his own, namely draping scraps of yarn, artfully, over various objects about the room.
And a brief visit from “Daddy” and “Pop-pop”.
And lots of time spent watching little creatures scurry about behind the house.
I’m seeing some sun poking out now. I’m off, with a hope beyond a hope that maybe, just maybe, there might be one area that’s clear enough to see some little bulbs peeking through…