Post #1549 • April 30, 2012, 11:39 PM • 1 Comment
I returned to Boston from two weeks in a woodland setting, overlooking a lake. It now feels strange to speak, at times. Instead I started eight heads of lettuce, five varieties total: a freckled romaine, two red leafs, one rounded leaf, one ragged.
And I assessed. I noted with interest which herbs survived winter. The sage, shaking off some illness that darkened and wilted leaves.
The thymes, one regular, one lemon.
The oregano came back stronger than ever. Most of the curly-leaf parsley died, but plants near the oregano and thyme lived. Did they rely on their neighbor's warmth?
Artistically there will be some new starts as well. More on that tomorrow.