Parsley is parceled
Sorry, parsley. I was cooking up a stew, and remembered you exist. Snip. Snip. Snip. You have been parsed.
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Sorry, parsley. I was cooking up a stew, and remembered you exist. Snip. Snip. Snip. You have been parsed.
Read More Parsley is parceledI keep forgetting that I have parsley still growing in one corner of the herb garden. In the mean thyme, there’s a plant that seems determined make sure there is no parsley left to forget about. So with a mighty snoop of my scissors, I cut off a wave of thyme. Thus, the latest harvest. […]
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Read More The mystery squash have landedOur Moon and Jupiter are best buddies tonight. They’ll be pretty close for the next few nights as well, if you don’t remember to look up tonight. Jupiter has been an especially big and fat and bright dot in the sky lately. Since it’s roughly at the opposite side of the sky to the Sun, […]
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Read More Today’s harvest is just a bowl full of collardsI swear I cut off huge fistfuls from the thyme plant, but it’s still so massive, it doesn’t look any different. Now the stems are stacked up in the food dryer, and the whole house smells like the best stew ever. There’s plenty more thyme where that came from. Anybody want some thyme?
Read More Harvesting thymeGo, baby scallions! Stretch for that light.
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