It's time to begin inventorying my seeds.

Every year is another spreadsheet; I'd once thought I could have one spreadsheet for the garden and a couple columns for each year.

Then, I thought, maybe a tab for each category but still an enduring sheet (tomatoes. brassicas and greens. circubits. though non-overlapping categorization is hard).

Then, last ( Read more... )

Two years, seven months and a scattering of days ago my house became mine. My journaling was so sparse then I didn't record the day. Work had ground down the part of me that writes, and the part of me that observes myself and self-regulates.

Now, well. My home. Threshold. I wrote on someone's post that my farm is the partner I live with. Then I ( Read more... )