|Mingo County, West Virginia|
2 posts in the past two months. I'm not sure that counts as maintaining a blog.
I've kept journals pretty consistently since I was 14 or so. Sometimes they lapse, usually either because I find myself too uninteresting to be worthy of record, or because I'm caught up in too many other things and the backlog of potential entries starve each other.
These last two months have been more that second problem.
At work we've been busy beyond our capacities - and as research director it's been my job to keep projects rolling that explore how different people conceptualize and think about: good governance, mental disability, the transition away from coal in Appalachia, the earned income tax credit, family work balance, taxation, and money in politics.
With so much data coming in, analysis and writing has been the bottleneck, and it's been a high priority to get me back into the thick of that.
I've sworn to not neglect the garden. Sunchokes have been dug up and pickled, the garden tilled and planted with potatoes, beets, and parsnips. Chard and fennel overwintered and are growing again. Mustard and cilantro seeded themselves, and I've planted more - as well as little patches of basil, parsley, broccoli, greens, leeks and tatsoi.
Monica came home with a few starts of cabbage and cauliflower, and though I doubt I'm diligent enough to save them from the caterpillars, I've planted them. I even loaded some dirt onto the high hugel and put in some squash seeds. Asparagus is up, though sadly I've only spied a single morel. Still to go in are the tomatoes, hot peppers and eggplants.
|Asparagus and chard|
The apple trees put out blossoms, but whether they will set any fruit this year is anyone's guess. The little crabapples seem to have evaded the deer, and only one of the plum trees took damage. Other than giving them some water and checking to see if the Japanese beetles have arrived yet, there's not much labor there.
|And the beehives are abuzz.|