Late spring is like a
fireworks display. One flash, succeeded by another and another. Spring flowers
and vegetables come and go so quickly they blur together into one exuberant
burst. Tulips are a distant memory.
Iris and poppies came and went too quickly. The last lettuce is stuffed into
the refrigerator but now the broccoli is coming on strong.
The spinach has gone to
seed, but now peas are waiting to be shelled and more to be picked. The potato
plants are blooming, which means there will be little potatoes to harvest for
one of our favorite spring dishes, creamed peas and new potatoes.
Today I made two batches of
strawberry jam, but ran out of time to prepare the broccoli for freezing. That task
will wait for tomorrow, but by the time it is done, two more will be
waiting. This morning a strange pink sky promised rain, which came generously. No doubt
even more garden produce will result.
Thank goodness I have a new
reliable hip to keep me going through the exhilarating rush of spring.
Copyright
2014 by Shirley Domer
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