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Fragments from Floyd

Flotsam from Floyd 25 May 13

Cool Foggy Spring Morning

â–¶ This is National Dirty Fingernail Week. Wear them proudly, and give up the notion that you’ll remember or be able to wear gloves transplanting small sets or pulling tiny weeds. Black is beautiful.  

▶ The pasture grass is perfect for a brisk day like yesterday, blowing silver in the wind as cloud shadows race along behind. It needs cutting very soon, or it will lodge over with the next heavy rain. I have someone who promised to cut it, so better while it is standing. Hurry.  

â–¶ I was going to exchange a mess of nettles from our forest edges and stream for some asparagus, but the Asparagus Man was out of town the week we wanted to make the swap. But of course, we have our own asparagus patch. It has yielded so far this summer–let me count them–exactly one spear. We’ll wait for year three and maybe get THREE! 

▶ We (or should I say more correctly) She has three chickenoid things over in the pen. They should be giving us eggs just before they stop laying for winter. We will measure the value of those precious eggs in total miles between house and coup divided by the total number of eggs. Precious, I say.  

â–¶ I think I’m right that I have NEVER had a fire in the wood stove before on May 25. It feels pretty darned good. Low last night was 36 here, I think the tomatoes and peppers are intact–at least from the threat of frost.  

â–¶ I planted 12 bell peppers because Herself likes to chop them in with tomatoes and onions in August to make quarts of soup stock for winter. I went to inspect the 4 inch peppers the day after planting, and found three showing only a bunch of leaves above ground, as if the plants had been sucked into the earth. The leaves were unattached to a stem. Voles. It’s going to be a long summer.  

â–¶ I guess I have become a closet archivist. There are at least a dozen potentially substantial topics in my binder that I would have, at one point, been working on for a newspaper column or a blog post. Sometimes, the one took priority, other times, the other one did. Now, neither so much. What am I going to do with a flotsam of resources about Monsanto, disappearing amphibians, biomimicry, the biology of aging, the origins of genius and the burden of a bad name? I’ll dust them off, maybe, from time to time, then they go back in the drawer. I’m just a hoarder who has far too much accumulated trivia to tell at a dinner party.

2 thoughts on “Flotsam from Floyd 25 May 13”

  1. I’m just about to head out to get my fingernails dirty myself. And we are contemplating cutting our hayfields in the next day or two. And my cucumbers did NOT like the cold snap last night! Argh!

  2. Re: your last point–none of those things sound like trivia. Hope you’ll share them with us over time. And archivists are valuable, but undervalued, members of society.

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