Signs of … not Winter?

In spite of the horrendously pathetic showing Spring has managed so far, some brave souls have made their presence known.

Did you know that veggies like celery, some lettuces, etc, can be grown, or re-grown, from their end-y bits? I left a bit more of the stem/stalk on these green onions than I usually do then stuck ‘em in a little bowl with a bit of water and left them to it.

“Is this what humans mean by reincarnation?” “Can you see anything?”

“Is this what humans mean by reincarnation?”
“Can you see anything?”

 

Once their green bits reached about 8 cm I re-potted them in a custom designed seedling tray (milk container cut in half) and left them to it. They were semi-protected by the patio roof. I figured they’d do OK on their own out there.

“It’s freeeezing out here!” “What did we do to deserve this?”

“It’s freeeezing out here!”
“What did we do to deserve this?”

 

(I know, I know … more conversations. I’m on a roll … at least they’re not inanimate objects this time)

Just as an experiment I stuck a celery end-y bit straight into the pallet garden with the hardcore parsley and strawbs. It took about two weeks but there she was …

“I’m gonna work out every day and grow big and strong like Hardcore Parsley!”

“I’m gonna work out every day and grow big and strong like Hardcore Parsley!”

And remember that poor little frozen branch all encased in ice, from the Great Ice Storm of 2017? Look at her now!

“Wheeeeee!!! I’m flying, I’m ... EMEGHERD! Is that blue sky up there? ... It is!!!! ... Look everyone, Spring really is heeeerrrrre!!!”

“Wheeeeee!!! I’m flying, I’m … EMEGHERD! Is that blue sky up there? … It is!!!! … Look everyone, Spring really is heeeerrrrre!!!”

(she’s an excitable little bud)

Which meant that the beans had to pop up for a look.

“Who’s making all that noise out there? ... Mabel! Come’n ave a look at this! Sunlight!” “Oh please, Dolly, you’re hallucinati ... Oh my!”

“Who’s making all that noise out there? … Mabel! Come’n ave a look at this! Sunlight!”
“Oh please, Dolly, you’re hallucinati … Oh my!”

 

A sentiment echoed by the Three Pretty Maids all in a row …

“We are the very model of a modern garden planter bed” “No, not Gilbert and Sullivan! Anything but Gilbert and Sullivan.” “Oh, PishPosh, Dolly Bean. You’re just jealous. We’ve got a round bed and you’re stuck in a boring old milk carton.”

“We are the very model of a modern garden planter bed”
“No, not Gilbert and Sullivan! Anything but Gilbert and Sullivan.”
“Oh, PishPosh, Dolly Bean. You’re just jealous. We’ve got a round bed and you’re stuck in a boring old milk carton.”

Yes indeed, the sun had finally put in an appearance that augured well for the season.

Alas, it was not to last.

“I am gone TO the West, and brought great tidings. I am the Sun and Juliet is the ...” “Outta my way! I am come FROM the West. Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! Rage. Blow! You cataracts and hurricanes, sprout ‘til you have drenched our teeples ...”

“I am gone TO the West, and brought great tidings. I am the Sun and Juliet is the …”
“Outta my way! I am come FROM the West. Blow, winds, and crack your cheeks! Rage. Blow! You cataracts and hurricanes, sprout ‘til you have drenched our teeples …”

 

Surely it wasn’t going to be that bad.

George and Gracie Mallard, our seasonal duck visitors, seemed to think this was a bumper puddle-waddling occasion. (George and Gracie have visited every spring since we’ve been here. I don’t know if it’s the same pair every year, but it’s only ever two of them)

“I think there’s a nice puddle over there, dear.” “Hee, hee, hee. Race you!”

“I think there’s a nice puddle over there, dear.”
“Hee, hee, hee. Race you!”

 

Mind you, when the rain came down so hard even my little cell-phone camera caught the drops as they fell, George and Gracie took flight for parts unknown.

“25 seconds. That’s all it took for the road to become a river. 25 seconds.” “Yes dear, time to go now.”

“25 seconds. That’s all it took for the road to become a river. 25 seconds.”
“Yes dear, time to go now.”

-oOo-

P.S. Those big black clouds, (which incidentally produced an impressive amount of hail as well as truck-loads of rain) were quoting King Lear, by Mrs Shakespeare’s lad, Bill.

P.P.S. And, of course, the immortal Gilbert and Sullivan as performed by the Three Little Maids. (a bit of illicium, and two bulbs, we can’t remember the names of)

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33 comments on “Signs of … not Winter?

  1. Sue Vincent says:

    It is, at least, a patch of blue sky…a brief reminder… and Nature does things her own beautiful way 🙂

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  2. jenanita01 says:

    I am beginning to recognise the signs… crankiness, weirdness and the kitchen sink. Could our weather be getting too old?

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  3. Wondrous wheezes, Widders

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  4. bone&silver says:

    Lovely! Meanwhile, I just got out a blanket to keep at the end of the bed (thin cotton only mind you- this is Australia after all), and the cat is looking slightly more fluffy…

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  5. I was about to say you need to move further south, but after Gilbert and Sullivan and those clever bits and bulbs of yours, I’d say you’re at home. Well done! Still smiling. Now, if we could just redirect the rain to places in the world that need it. I always look at it and think, “Nice clean water!”

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  6. I never thought of planting my scallion stubs. Great idea. And it does look like spring is ready to show up in your garden. Now, if it would stop raining!

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  7. Elisa says:

    Love this post. Thank you for your entertaining hope. ( :

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  8. Bravo to the new growth. So cool! Truly, I wouldn’t mind some hail in our part of the world. It has been years since we’ve had a long drench of a winter.

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  9. Jay says:

    Celery has to work hard because it’s otherwise just so worthless!

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  10. Love love love this! thank you for the laughs and yes, spring on the page!! Took some of my photos yesterday but not nearly as clever and Widdershins veggies and things. 🙂

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  11. Jane Lurie says:

    Now I feel guilty not replanting the roots when I cook Great results! Ps I love celery. 🙂

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    • Widdershins says:

      Hi Jane … welcome to my little corner of the interwebz. 🙂 … never feel guilty! … I didn’t know until recently, and we eat the things like candy. 🙂 … celery also. 🙂

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  12. colonialist says:

    We recently resolved to use the good ends of the throw-awayable bits to new beginnings. Carrots do a great job of re-routing their roots.
    Blow, blow thou winter wind is playing an introduction here, and any minute now a little tom tit will have weakness of intellect or a rather tough worm.

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