Last time I wrote I was all hopeful about spring and the baby plants and the temperature becoming something like warm. Well, today it’s hot. So warm that I’m wearing my lightest sundress, walking everywhere barefoot and worried about getting sunburned. And we went from having a few select little herbs popping out of the ground, to having so many leafed out I can’t keep track. The river is up even more due to the snowmelt, and the first flowers have hatched! Pictures coming soon.
The ground is still somewhat frozen in shady, cool places but I expect that will change in the next day or two. Unfortunately, the river and road are still completely impassable, so I’m still walking up the mountain to get to the truck to get to the village. That’s ok though, because there’s Skullcap sprouting all along that path, and blooming Candytuft and handfuls of wind loosened Usnea on the ground to be gathered.
The best news of all is that my two Mexican Elderberry babies survived the very cold winter! They don’t have leaves yet, but I expect them to have new buds soon. I’m not sure sure about the other ones, I know that at least two Blackberries have survived and all the rest are buried under two foot of sand/dirt. I’ll be digging them out soon, and trying to find my two Yerba Mansa plants too, which are also covered in flood-birthed dirt.
I gathered a final Redroot today, it’s getting a bit warm for that, but I realized that I’d gathered root for other people but hadn’t replenished my own supply. I found a nice one near a cutbank that was going to end up a victim to the next flood anyhow, and was able to pry/pull/dig it out with my hands. The root bark was beautifully red and fragrant with wintergreen scent. I’m always sad though, to dig up a six foot bush for a pint or two of tincture. Because of that, even though it is quite common here, I usually only harvest some for myself every other year.
In the garden, it’s time to plant more seeds, though very few of them will make it to maturity. Even the Burdock has a hard time, and I found a chunk of fat, creamy root next to a mole hill in the garden yesterday evenings. Grr, I wonder what mole stew tastes like? The plants that do best are those that grow rapidly and profusely, and so manage to outrun the local plant eating bugs and other critters. Lets hear it for Sage, Wild Carrot and Motherwort, who are not only surviving but thriving just now. I do hope the Burdock will settle in this year, and that the moles, gophers, voles and grasshoppers will give it a break.
Had a computer crash, on the machine that has my most recent student curriculum, book writings and emails so I’m trying to work around that at the moment. At least until I get a new firewire cord and can try to retrieve the info onto the backup machine. Thank goodness there’s flowers blooming or I’d be a bit uptight at the moment. Instead, every time I feel the least bit annoyed I just go outside and admire the Catnip.
Many new posts are on the horizon: more Nettle seed info, a new Terms of the Trade post and a recipe for preparing dried Lamb’s Quarters in a very tasty way. But that’s only if I can stay indoors long enough to write