On this last day of winter, March shrugged off its tawny felid pelt, and frisked about in brilliant sunshine. The market is in seasonal transition; the roots and winter greens are dwindling, and the first harbingers of Spring are appearing. This week’s purchases were few: a handful of fiddlehead ferns (from the forager who also sells stinging nettles), and two bottles of hard cider from Rockridge Orchards (one of two orchards remaining in King County). I coveted herb and rhubarb plants, but I have no time for planting this week, and no garden plan. Maybe next week?
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oh wow, I haven’t seen nettles since I lived in Belgium! My x took one, and said very casually “here, hold this a minute for me…” and unbeknownst to me, I took the darned thing in my fingers and thought I had been shocked! ha ha ha. They just grew like regular weeds in my garden there, but made a great healthy tea.
Gorgeous foto of the cider. I looked at it before reading your post, and I thought I hope she bought some of that cider. And you did!
I have worked up one small flower bed and planted daylilies and wildflower seed. We shall see. As I looked over the other beds around the house with the overgrown weeds and last years dead growth, I found a small plant with leaves that were thicker and more substantial than the other weeds. Dad planted several small collards last fall, and they seemed to do nothing and died. He said the dirt isn’t very good there. But this little plant is a re-emerging collard and now he hopes it will grow and go to seed for next year. The weather has mixed all the plants up here. And tonight…. a little snow.
Oh, I love these shots. They’re so evocative of the market, of the day. And how can I not love the phrase “tawny felid pelt?”
beautiful montage.