even though the days are still plenty hot around here, the changing of the earth’s axis cannot be ignored. the october mornings and evenings are long and completely divine. the light, the breeze, everything, is just right for being outside. i’ve been spending my mornings out in the garden with oliver. he’s fond of watching the amaranth blow. he kicks and flaps his arms and samples the taste and texture of any plant i give him. i’m fond of weeding my garden and harvesting the days greens. the beds that damian prepped with our chicken manure (mixed with pine shavings and composted) are going crazy. i can barely keep up with the chard and we’ve been enjoying boc choy, arugula, lettuce, kale and mustard as well.
i’m also having trouble staying on top of the weeds this year. i guess that’s what happens after five years of not weeding. pulling all this grass and clover is reminding me of our eugene garden.
in the evening we often take a walk around the neighborhood and look at which houses should be filled with in-laws (any house in toddling distance). if damian is not at a gig, he’ll get going on an outdoor project. when it gets dark and most people would call it a day, he comes in for the headlamp. the working conditions are just too good to stop.
