thank you, Mr. Swinburne

I’m not sure he thought he was talking about March in Texas, but I’m pretty sure he was. March is a waiting game here, hoping the blossoms will withstand the winds and really really hoping that we’ll get some rain that “sticks”.

It rained yesterday and last night, and at my place at least we missed the threatened hailstorms. Whew!

See, the seeds and seedlings I have in containers can be moved under cover,

coming soon…

and I haven’t put my tomatoes out yet, but my peach tree, which is blooming to beat the band right now, is on its own in the weather.

We’ve had high winds without rain, and last night high winds with rain, and so far so good.

just peachy!

Its a rugged season, and I hope for the best… you just never know around here.

Happily, I am not the only source of food for myself!

Last Sunday a friend and I went to visit the new home of the HOPE Farmer’s Market. I do love to watch a market setting up!

HOPE!

Its only a few blocks from their “old” home, but it is a world away. Plaza Saltillo lends the market a rather European air: lovely benches under the wisteria and a beautiful arcade that feels just right for a market.

have a seat!

Personally I’m staying out of downtown for the next few weeks. Its SxSW season, and spring break as well, and I can happily occupy myself right in my own back yard until Austin is returned to folks who have some idea of where they are and where they’re going again.

Mind you, I’m happy for those who attend, it just isn’t my thing (and I have way too much to do in my garden!!). I wish you could hear the birds out there! Oh and the hummers should be back soon – yay!

I can hear things growing after last night’s rain and I have bags of mulch to spread before it dries up completely out there again. I think I’ll go out and work for a bit, then make a nice cup of cleavers tea. Mmmm… ahhhhh, spring!

Oh, and about Mr. Swinburne. He said it better than I ever could:

(excerpted from) Atalanta in Calydon

And time remember’d is grief forgotten,
And frosts are slain and flowers begotten,
And in green underwood and cover
Blossom by blossom the spring begins.

Algernon Charles Swinburne (1837–1909)
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Have a grand week, and I wish you a safe and happy start to the season!

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