I'm starting to panic about the garden getting planted. We should have tilled last Sunday. It's been nothing but rain, rain, and more rain. Rain today and tomorrow as well. I'm not sure any tilling will get done Sunday, and that was the plan. We will not be planting peas either (sad face here). It's too late. They would be coming up by now. I spent most of my day cooking for my husband's birthday, so I start today with a sink full of dirty dishes, but worth it. He was so happy to come home, after a 12 hour day, and get homemade Einkorn peanut butter cookies, and homemade sloppy joes and sweet potato fries. I picked a few more asparagus, so that is on the menu soon. I feel like we are not getting as much this year for some reason. I am relieved however, to find out that work is buying my husband's crew brunch on Saturday. I thought I would be cooking all day today, but thankfully not. I will be painting again. When I was ...
Inklings from the Farmhouse, embracing balance and new beginnings.