We have a farm now. Have you heard? We're not actually responsible for the farm, of course; the good folks at Your Backyard Farmer can take that credit. Yes, we're paying people to grow vegetables in our backyard. What can I say? We've got a lot of other things going on, AND we get fresh organic produce delivered to our back door. Literally. They don't just grow, they harvest for us. This shot is the day the farm was planted.
What the farm looks like today, at the beginning of week 3. Every vegetable imaginable is in there, waiting for the right time to emerge.
One of the things that's been keeping Drew busy: taking all of the vinyl siding off the house so that he can reuse the sheet insulation underneath in the attic. And so that we can paint. And so that we don't have ghastly pale blue vinyl siding on our house. And yes, I forgot to notice that the lens on my camera was completely gross, because the f-ing lens cap won't stay on. Hence the "atmosphere" in the picture.
Thanks to Betsy Derrick we had a riot of tulips pop up this spring (check out Flickr for more). Yeah, that peony-looking beauty is a TULIP. Insane.
I love the contrast here, in our front border. I wish I could claim I really thought it out, but I'm not that smart at all when it comes to landscaping. I can't remember what the blue ground cover is. Anconite? Aconite? Euphorbia (the chartreuse rocket to the left) totally rocks. I'll miss it when we head back east.
And this is where I plan to spend as much of my time as possible this summer. It was 75 degrees on Sunday, and with my big alumni weekend thing finally over and *mostly* successful, I spent the majority of the afternoon there. Heaven. Okay, sticky heaven. A word of advice: If you're ever tempted to put oilcloth on a daybed, don't. That stuff is worse than the grey vinyl seats in my mom's 1984 white Chevy Cavalier station wagon. I have no idea what I was thinking on that one.
You know you've turned a corner in your life when you start spontaneously buying major appliances. This fridge is not the first spontaneous appliance (witness the dishwasher and range currently kicking it in the b-ment). It's just the most inconvenient. For starters, we already had a fridge. In use. And there was no way we were putting the new one in the basement. But at $400 off regular price, we HAD to get it, right? Even if it meant tearing up the brick patio I'd just started getting the hang of. And renting a truck. And pressing our slipper-clad neighbor and her omnipresent handyman into duty to get it out of the truck and into the house. But it's oh so pretty. And now the kitchen around it looks really bad. AND we have a fridge on the back porch, which must make the house shudder with memories of previous owners.
The patio in question. I'd actually already laid a lot of the walk to the basement since I took this picture, but now it's all gone to hell in a refrigerator.
In other news, the farm is thriving. I took this pic 9 days ago and already the lettuce is twice as thick. We might even have a harvest this week. (Tiny inner voice saying "thank goodness." More often than I'd like, I have my doubts about this as an investment.)
