Slave to a springtime passion for the earth.

[blooz]

billb wrote:
How Love burns through the Putting in the Seed
On through the watching for that early birth
When, just as the soil tarnishes with weed,
The sturdy seedling with arched body comes
Shouldering its way and shedding the earth crumbs.
- Robert Frost



Karma allowed for the successful running of the rototiller.
It wouldn't start last Fall when I shoveled down several dozen wheelbarrels full of compost unto the growing field. It wouldn't start last weekend with much prodding and hopeful persuasion.
For whatever reason, today was the day.
Back and forth, back and forth, disturbing the Winter slumber of frogs toads and cutworms, the soil is amended. Rotted garbage and leaves and lawn clippings heaped and piled offered back to the microbes and tender supplement seeking tendrils.
The peas have been fallen from their paper homes into warming incubation along with carrots and beets.

It may be too early, but it's worth a shot.
Today was a beautiful day.

Indeed, it is hard to resist that gardening urge when the weather first gets nice. I bought some potting soil today, in hopes i can get some veggies started.
Ah spring!