I just have to say it once more: kale is amazing! I picked this kale yesterday morning, leaves frozen on the stalk, snow on the ground. I had already picked most of the kale–just leaving a few tiny leaves that didn’t seem big enough for anything. But they must have grown a little in the meager sunlight and freezing snowy weather we’ve been having the last two weeks of November. I don’t know how they do it, but that is why they are so amazing. The plant just isn’t willing to succumb to the freeze/thaw weather that has killed off most of the other plants. So when I was walking through the winter orchard, I found several small frozen leaves, broke them off, and cooked them up for breakfast–they taste great!
Today is the first day of spring everywhere in the Northern Hemisphere. What it looks like in my neighborhood is huge piles of snow and a really cold morning, but with a bright sun leading us into a clear day.
Margy and I hosted an Equinox ritual at our house last night. It was a small group of five this time, and most of us were weary from the winter, so our ritual was simple and low key. We named the friends who had joined us for Solstice and Imbolc, and sent blessings to all of them. (You know who you are!) We shared thoughts and readings about our lives and about winter and spring. We talked about what we wanted to let go from the winter season, and what intentions we wanted to carry into this new season.
I thought about the next several weeks until Mayday. The snow will disappear, and the ground thaw, and begin to fill with green. Our plants will arrive from Fedco: an apple tree, a peach tree, two blueberry bushes, three hazelnut bushes, a mulberry tree, a licorice plant, 25 asparagus plants, and 3 golden seal plants. By Mayday, I hope they will be in the ground. Our friends volunteered to help with the planting.
I remember when we first imagined this new home, when we began to lay out our intentions to find greener housing in the summer of 2015. Our intentions included creating a permaculture garden, and having space in our living room for people to gather. And here we are! Living those dreams into reality. The magic of deeply felt intentions can be surprisingly powerful.
I got off to a slow start today, and waited until afternoon to take a walk, after the sun came out. The bright light and shadows were playing over the cherry trees we planted last spring. (Further back are the stakes around the raspberries.) I feel such protective tenderness toward these trees. They are so little still. There is no way to tell how they are surviving the ups and downs of winter. We’ve had long bitter freezes, thaws, ice, snow storms… but so far, no deer nibbling. Sleep well little ones! Another storm is on the way for tomorrow.