April 15--Tax Day--except not this year. Deadlines, like most everything else this year of human device, have been postponed. Mother Nature's cycles have been a bit bumpy and unpredictable lately, but the natural world is pretty much running on schedule. Our maple operation put to bed, and the first new calf was born out in the pasture, yesterday. We're looking forward to a rainstorm of the little beasts in the next few weeks.
The family spent a chunk of time paging through garden porn seed catalogs this winter, choosing the specific varieties we wanted to buy, and placing our order. When five people are involved in deliberating the merits and demerits of vegetal varieties and spatial assignments, the order and the planting plotting become serious business!
As of today, the beds and raised beds have been prepared, and our seed packets have arrived and the first rows of peas have been planted. The starts have not arrived and will not until it's closer to the right time to plant them. Garlic bulbs have been--inserted?
I may not know the correct terms, but I do know that with a little luck and a lot of hard work, my family and I will be eating well through 2021.