There is a mama sparrow teaching her babies how to eat seeds by our front door and a group of baby robins learning how to get a worm down whole in the the back by the garden gate. June is here in all her glory. The purple petunias on my back fence are starting to drip over the edge of the windowbox nicely and we've ripped out the first crop of spinach and arugula, leaving some open brown patches in the garden. I've been mulling over what to plant there next and may need to consult my Victory Garden book.
There is a lettuce plant growing in the big container with my fig tree on the deck, I dumped out the soil from a six pack of a batch of lettuce that didn't germinate into the planter and lately one straggling lettuce seedling that I thought was a goner in that six-pack has come into its own very happily at the base of the fig's trunk. Its a little silly but, it makes me smile. This courageous little lettuce plant, happily making a go of it where it was dumped.
This week my good pals Birdy Mama, Nutmeg and I (and of course our various offspring) made a trip to the farmer's market together. It had been raining all morning so everything was wet, it was a touch chilly and the crowds were down a touch but, it made no difference to the pre-school types. Birdy Mama's daughter and Ru had a fablous time, jetting down the whole strip, Lettuce Man to Bread Stall to Egg Lady and back again, always looping in a cloud of shrieks and giggles near the goat's milk soap vendor, weaving between his table and the tomato plants the guy next door was selling. I didn't buy much: a pint of organic strawberries, a half a gallon of fresh milk, a dozen eggs and a generous tour through the sample trays at various booths (the Goat Cheese Man is always a great favorite) but it was so fun just to be there. And we said again (as Nutmeg and I say to each other every week now) "Someday, we'll have to try those tamales everyone's always lined up for!" The air smelled soft and fresh, the spiderwort at the edge of the parking lot was blazing purple and green and everyone was walking just a touch slower and enjoying the day. Gosh I love the farmer's market!
Ru is so, so, so into Richard Scarry. He has read all three of the books I bought him to death. So, I bought him more. They just came in the mail. I replaced some of the old, tattered favorites and replenished his library with new Scarry titles we'd never read and he'd never even seen. I hoped he'd like them. He's been just beside himself, he spends almost all day every day now, flipping quietly through the pages by himself in a corner. Yesterday I even heard him laughing outloud heartily at some particularly genius illustration. And this morning he came down the stairs after waking up with all of his new books in his arms (a hefty load!) and a huge grin on his smile over the stack.
"Mommy! I have a lot of books!"
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