I love these little girls so much!
One of them is not so little anymore.
Those carharts and stripy insulated rain coat were Evie’s once, and they are still going strong.
Parsnip seeds and carrot seeds are too small to be worth planting individually using the form, so we just scatter them thinly. Or not so thinly in Winnie’s case.
Peas are another early season crop around here. The earlier we get them in and growing, the more harvests we can get from them before the hot weather. Once they get hot and dry they go into senescence fairly quickly, and there is long window of no peas in the middle of the summer.
If you time it right, it is possible to get a fall pea crop, but we have so far not maintained the focus in late summer to do that well.
“Mine hands are told. Put them in your flannel?”
Saint Fiacre of Breuil, patron of gardeners.
When we first found this image we knew nothing about St. Fiacre. We learned that he was an Irish monk and hermit who built a hermitage with vegetable and herb garden, and was famous for his holiness and his knowledge of herbs and healing.
Unfortunately, he became so famous for this, that he was inundated by pilgrims who gave him no rest actually to do the prayer, gardening and healing that he was famous for. So he was forced to leave and sail to France, where he set up another hermitage, garden and hostel. Here the pattern repeated itself and he was once again so swamped with pilgrims that he had no time for prayer, gardening and healing.
St. Fiacre, patron of gardeners who do not have enough time for gardening, pray for us.
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