Sunday, February 3, 2019

Winter-ish

Terrain Vague No. 1 Winter 2019
The beginning of 2019, as it should in the Northern Hemisphere, has looked like winter, felt like winter and smelled like winter. If I tasted the snow that lies across Terrain Vague No. 1, I am sure I would say it even tastes like winter. And winter, on this 62nd day of January, keeps reminding me that I can't play in the dirt just yet.




St Brigid, the Imbolc goddess

But what I can do is scheme and draw crude little pictures of what Terrain Vague No. 1 will look like if all goes as planned this spring. My library book pile consists of keywords like permaculture, urban farming, and green witch gardens. I've been creating lists of seeds, fruit trees, berries and flowers like a kid picking out toys for Santa. I've been drooling over Instagram gardens and making vision boards full of ideas bigger than the square footage of the lot itself. Winter, fortunately, also keeps me from getting ahead of myself. It is a time for list making, for dreaming.

Bricks from former vacant house
This weekend, just in time for Groundhog Day/Imbolc (it's also my late Bohemian grandmother's birthday), winter is going to take a brief respite from its dark, dank and dismal attitude and tease us with some warmer temps (50-60 F). I have big plans to start some seeds indoors and make a straw St. Brigid doll to bring springtime Imbolc blessings to my life, community and garden. I also plan to can vegetable broth from saved scraps and forest berry jam (remnants from a recent freezer excavation) and maybe dig some holes outside or seek out driftwood and ice clouds at our nearby river island playground, but the main thing I hope to accomplish is to just enjoy not feeling so winterish.


Snowprints

3 comments:

  1. So excited to see you blogging again! I miss blogging and everyone else who blogged. So sad it's gone by the wayside thanks to FB and other short attention span social media. Maybe I'll start writing on mine again. :D

    I'm excited to see this little lot grow! I spent the day outside cleaning debris from my gardens - they are such a wreck because I've been fairly neglectful the past 5 years. So burned out on life and everything that it involved but I'm slowly feeling up to living again.

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  2. Oh, I missed it too! I miss your blog! I had a really hard time starting a new one (kept putting it off), but lately ideas have been popping up in my head. I am also so happy to be homesteading again even if it is urban. I guess it churns up the creativity. I hear you on the burned out on life notion. I feel like I have been in a state of constant stress for years. My body is not liking it at all (subject of next post, lol!)
    I would love it if you started blogging again. I feel like we were such pioneers in that area back in the day. <3

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