Just to indict myself and vindicate the folks at Vimeo, and since the link was not interesting enough to click, pig-in-a-poke, I put up the little garden clip I couldn’t get to work yesterday,. I’d not tweaked a permission in settings to allow embedding. Vimeo is much more customizable than YouTube. This is both a strength and (for non-tweakers) a liability. As a baby video-photog, I’m creeping into it, especially with regard to adding more expenses to this aspect of digital story-telling. I could purchase Final …

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Morning chore: pile rocks at the corner of the chicken pen to keep the groundhog out. We’ve seen evidence of digging from the outside, but yesterday, the very large groundhog (we see fleetingly as it runs under the barn) found an opening through the barn’s stacked-stone foundation and was inside the pen yesterday when Gandy and I went over to shut up Ann’s cussed birds for the night. I have no doubt the whistlepig would eat any eggs he might find, so between the …

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The garden stays in hibernation until the first week of June when our cool nights and shadow-shortened days finally coax growth from seeds in the ground dormant for weeks. The sugarsnap peas are coming on strong, despite the attempt by an early spring hail storm to beat them back. And hey–whaddayaknow–finally, a picture of the barn! Related articles Can’t Stop Dancing ~ One(fragmentsfromfloyd.com)

Yesterday’s puzzler: Interrupted Fern. The one from yesterday was just beginning to uncoil. I have a few more fern images from this spring that I will post, even though we were out of town when the neighbor’s fern meadow was at its peak. The order of the day, however, is not fertile fronds but fecund fescue: the grass is growing like there’s no tomorrow, as it always does until the hot-dry of June comes along and tames it. We have given up the notion …

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I’m enjoying the versatility of the camera with me any time I have my phone in my pocket. This was NOT the case when the phone was the first-generation Droid. The iPhone 4S is a whole nother story. Here, a veggie glamour shot, unfortunately not from our garden but from Seven Springs Farm on a recent gardening club tour.