I know, stating the bloody obvious.
I cleaned up the community garden plot on the weekend, so now it looks like this:
That’s a little patch of garlic at the end under the straw. It should sprout up in the spring and deliver one head for each of 8 buried cloves next August or so. And just so I don’t get impatient, I should even get scapes in June to satisfy the fresh garlic need.
That little bit of remaining green at the other end is the sage, which should die down and rest over the winter, but come back as a nice little bush next year.
I’ve been making some headway on the knitting front, but this is the only picture I have so far:
Being a gift, I won’t go into details yet, but it’s pretty fun knitting and nearly done now.
I’ve been spending the rest of my time finding maternity clothes at thrift stores and trying to wrap my head around the inevitability of the whole deal. But apparently I’m glowing, so I suppose it’s all OK.