Over the weekend, I had fun reaping the nettles that nature had sewn, and I also did some sewing of my own for reaping over the next few months.
I got into my tiny garden patch and planted arugula, spinach, sugar snap peas, and nestertiums (nestertia?). I left the space around my back-from-the-dead kale alone for now, but it seems to be going to seed, so I think I’ll be putting in some new kale or replacing it with something else one of these days.
It’s probably about time to start thinking about starts. Last year I did tomatoes, which were successful, got two peppers off of two pepper plants, and managed to get a really big eggplant plant without a single eggplant. I think I’ll focus on tomatoes this year.
While weeding, I made a neat discovery. The weeds I was pulling up were bittercress — a tiny member of the mustard family that I learned about on my weekend nettle expedition. It grows wild, and is fully edible, so I saved the ones I pulled up.
It is as bitter as the name suggests, so a little goes a long way, but it was a tasty addition to the lovely spring salad I had for dinner tonight, with lamb, beets, dried cherries, hazelnuts, and sheep cheese. Yum. The bittercress was the only thing that came from my own garden (and I couldn’t take any credit for it being there!), but hopefully I’ll be eating my own spinach and arugula soon enough.