It's 7pm and weather.com says it is currently 100 degrees. The calendar still says it's May 10, but I could have sworn all day it was August 10. Remember the posting about snow? That was 3 weeks ago. They say farming shouldn't be this hard. That it didn't used to be so unpredictable. Welp.
I'm not exactly sure what to make of it, but then again I'm not exactly sure what my middle name is either after a day like today, which followed a week like this week. We started planting last Monday and I've been dreaming potato mounds, precision seeders, and broccoli transplants ever since. We had about 3 weeks of plantings to catch up on and while we haven't totally caught up, we have put a pretty good dent in the list.
Many thousands of feet of potatoes, onions, leeks, scallions, radishes, peas, arugula, tot soi, bok choy, lettuce, spinach, and probably some other stuff made it into the ground. now we just need some rain. But not too much!
In other news, the woods across the lake have something very, very delicious to offer us: ramps.
We foraged these wild leeks late last week and have been incorporating them into as many meals as possible. They are wonderful added to scrambled eggs, and I made a pretty mean ramp pesto for lunch today. They have a really distinct, almost sharp flavor that is reminiscent of both onions and garlic. Two absolutely indispensable items in my kitchen, so this is basically a wonder food to me. They grow wild all over the forests of the Midwest and Appalachia (maybe the East Coast too...not sure), though this is the first time I've even known to take note of them. I do love the small tidbits of knowledge I pick up from country folk - such a different breed than city folk.
Here is one former city girl happy to currently be a country girl, even when it is 100 degrees in early May. (I was not wearing all of those clothes today...this was a couple of days ago!)
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