Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Beltane rising...

We're still a couple of weeks away from our frost date, but spring feels like it is in full swing around our little homestead.  The nights remain chilly, and a sweater and thick socks are definitely required this morning, but our plant friends are pushing through and turning their faces to the lengthening sunlight.  And it actually feels as though we are making some progress on our projects!

We noticed that the section of wall between our laundry alcove and kitchen was thick, and sounded hollow.  We did some exploratory demolition, and found a whole lot of empty space, as well as old disconnected pipes, newspapers from the 1920s, and really ugly linoleum. 

 
We turned that ish into a pantry!
 
 
Daffodils in our woods.



Frost in the greenhouse.
 

 
Grumpy gargoyle in predawn fog.

 
A springtime altar.

 
The hillside, which faces the street in front of our house, has been a wreck of walnut saplings, poison ivy, wild strawberry and catnip.  I am SLOWLY winning the battle, with lots of elbow grease and mulch, bulbs and butterfly bushes, stonecrop and sage, hostas and phlox!

 
This hillside is/was another wreck of pricker bushes, sumac, and trash discarded by previous owners... and is full of groundhog holes and snakes.  We are clearing it and building the longest stone wall we've ever built... and eventually, it will be terraced and planted with wild blueberries, and maybe some grapes!


 
This table was an antique gifted to us by a friend.  It was beat up, but an interesting pieces of solid wood and cast iron.  Hubbybunch refinished it, and it is now our new dining room table.
 


Our roses survived the winter, and have now been mulches with cocoa shells... we're calling this our Valentine garden... roses and chocolate, yum!



Having cleaned up the trellis for the hops, I used last year's dead vines to make wreaths.  Much easier to work with than grape vines.
 

 
We've been spending some time cleaning and organizing the barn, and have finally made room for this to become a real dance and circus studio space. 
 
 
Our homemade benches have passed the weight test of our Aries party earlier this month, and the cats seem to approve.


The gardener in me was dismayed to find a nest of these little guys well within the borders of my fenced vegetable garden... but the girl in me shrieked with joy, gently cradled them in my hands, snapped photos, and tucked them back in safely.  We'll deal with relocating them after they are grown up a bit, the little dears!!!
 



 
While on an unsuccessful morel mushroom hunt, I came across this shy gentleman trying to blend in with the forest floor!