Wow! Are those what I think they are? Little yellow head of baby jonquils popping up in mama’s garden when she least expected it?
Yep, that’s what they are all right. Does this mean that spring cannot be far behind (behind what?)
And as for this little guy–yeah, the green sticky-outy thingy in the middle of the photo, that’s a baby fava bean just dying to be grown up and be shelled to be eaten raw with pecorino. I know that has been mentioned before, but just in case you forgot one of life’s great appetizers.
This little sweetie, a miracle in itself, is a baby Sweet Love growing from a branch of its dying mama, a loss that sent mama into crazed weasel mode. But she took a branch and stuck it in root powder and voila!
But enough of that–now we’re getting to the GOOD stuff. My own private stash of GRASS and
yes, you guessed it: NIP, popping up from the roots of mama’s grown-from-seed kittynip. Well, that’s about it for spring springing, because just as I finished this blog, raindrops were fallin’ on my head and they are making a serious racket on mama’s skylight. What is this thing called Spring?
Well, back to the old roundup…Wake me up when I start shedding my winter garb, okay?