It's nightfall as I write this. I'm sitting out on our cabin's kitchen deck by lantern light, listening to a spirited chorus of frogs, the occasional owl hoot and the distant call of a train passing through. I love these heralds of spring...when the soil starts to warm for the coming growing season. As such, I've started readying our gardens as they awaken from their wintery slumber.
I've been shaping and amending our vegetable garden beds. At the heart center of our garden, I raised a windfallen branch hut for our peas, beans and nasturtiums to grow upon this year. I've also been building my first hugelkultur bed for our raspberries and strawberries. I will definitely be writing about this permaculture gardening method soon. Family grown early spring garlic has been planted by the clove and my Uprising Seeds and heirloom potatoes will be tucked in shortly.
Fall planted bulbs are pushing up through the earth, promising daffodils and tulips in the next month or so, with a carpet of white crocus already flowering. Dusty pink helleborus is sprawling out underneath a scraggly little maple tree. Westerwisp favorites such as oregano, sage, pansies, daisies, lupine, lilac and artichoke are showing fresh greenery or baby buds. My heather is in full colorful bloom and has been attracting bumble bees on days of wintery sun. Spring is coming. It's right around the bend.