First: Spoils of War I: Surrender
The slug. Aran was looking behind them, where the slug-thing was still screaming on the salt. I feel bad for it.
Nikol swallowed a It wants to eat us and then a Well, for fuck’s sake, come on, and then, for good measure a Are you fucking kidding me?
What the hell was she supposed to say to that?
She stared at Aran while she considered those options and a few others and then, finally, decided to dump it back in his lap.
“What can you do for it that doesn’t endanger us?” Continue reading →
It’s playing in the dirt time of year, and I’ve been doing a lot of it.
Well, not as much as SOME years, but a decent amount.
A couple few weeks ago was the local high school’s annual plant sale, where most of the local nurseries show up to sell you plants (go fig, what with it being a plant sale and all 😉
That was – well, not the start, but the lion’s share of our plant buying.
We have a bunch of brassicas, some peppers (poblano, mostly), an eggplant, a couple tomatoes, and some sweet potatoes. Also two kinds of summer squash and four cucumber plants.
The two beds on the south end of our garden were already full — one is a now-permanent perennial bed with asparagus and strawberries, and the other is growing garlic we planted last year. It’s nice to have stuff up and ready to eat while everything else is just barely thinking about being tall enough for the chipmunks to eat.
(The damn pests pulled up my ONE habanada plant! Killed it! Again!) Continue reading →