So I braved the elements to pick up my groceries (bless curbside pickup), and since no one is going anywhere for the rest of the weekend, I pulled the car into the garage.
So we started saving eggs for our farm stand (fancy name for fridge on porch). But, alas, it took a bit to start getting a clientele. So we were left with a gross of eggs in our fridge. Most of them OK, but I’m not going to sell OK eggs. I’m selling the fresh ones.
So what to do with the ridiculous number of eggs? Chicken omelettes!
At first glance, it looks like we have 11 good eggs in the incubator. I hope to get some images as they develop. 16 days to go!
This book was really really good. Beautiful descriptions of the landscape.
The dandelions are blooming which means one thing, time to stop feeding the bees for the winter.
They have callery pear and apple trees are blooming, and we have daffodils. S food enough for the bees.
Since the one remaining hive really did well over the winter, we went ahead and put on a super. That means honey for us!!!
Dear lord I hate the smell of callery pears. Ugh. What I want to do is put in a row of autumn blaze maples.
But I do love daffodils. They are so happy, and they mean spring is on the way.
This year I’m trying potatoes for the first time. Hopefully it will work.
Planting two different types, Kennebec, and Norland.
Really really good. Really really scary.
Prescient, and terrifying.