pure luck
I’m feeling incredibly lucky, not to mention wealthy, today. Texas-blessed. First of all, it rained. A lot. For a couple of days. We’ve been seriously moisture-challenged for months, at the cattle-are-dying level. It rained and it rained and then it stopped and clear dry air blew in. Now it’s one of those perfect Hill-Country-spring Sunday afternoons that you’re probably tired of hearing about. But I have to mark each and every one, because, y’know, summer is coming.
Let’s not talk about that.
My backyard is filling up with food! How’s that for wealth? For breakfast I go outside and pick up some arugula and an egg or two, soon to be joined by fresh peas (the bacon crop unfortunately has failed). Now that all the trees have leafed out I realize that the very least sunny spot of our two new garden beds is exactly where I put the tomatoes, which is very sad, but we found a couple of volunteers in another part of the garden, and some basil popping up too, though we had forgotten to plant it, and the farm is saved!
