Another wild weather day here in Alabama. Tornadoes are likely (mainly in west Alabama, but we are in a four out of five warning zone too. My departed neighbor could only remember one tornado that made it over the mountain to our area in his 80 years here. So chances are we'll be fine.

I don't know whether it was food insecurity, or just that I had so many good looking seedlings, but I've sure planted lots of food crops...cabbages, broccoli, collards, Brussels sprouts, spinach...and that's in addition to turnips, mustards, and lettuce which were direct seeded (and growing). I need a big kraut crock...need to keep an eye out at trade day.

Tomatoes, peppers and eggplants have sprouted and started growing under lights inside by the water heater. So growing, growing, gone!

Your poem reminded me of this one.

Weeds
Edna St. Vincent Millay - 1892-1950

White with daisies and red with sorrel
And empty, empty under the sky!—
Life is a quest and love a quarrel—
Here is a place for me to lie.

Daisies spring from damnèd seeds,
And this red fire that here I see
Is a worthless crop of crimson weeds,
Cursed by farmers thriftily.

But here, unhated for an hour,
The sorrel runs in ragged flame,
The daisy stands, a bastard flower,
Like flowers that bear an honest name.

And here a while, where no wind brings
The baying of a pack athirst,
May sleep the sleep of blessèd things,
The blood too bright, the brow accurst.

Thanks for the OT. Y'all have a good one!

Change is in the air. I just caught up on Ranting Rooster's dilemma. I've been moving into my own place this week - what a chore but I'm so grateful to have a place of my own - finally after four months in a situation much worse than my failed marriage!

My son came to help me get settled and I couldn't be more grateful for having him here. He did so much I'm still in awe of his ability, but then again, the boy (man, actually) has moved himself and his wife three times in four years, but they are now pretty settled. He told me he only has one more move (for himself and wife) left in him. Hopefully he's right. I don't know how many more I have in me, but this one was big - going from a large house to a smaller one. Why am I dragging dead people around with me - that's the dilemma, heirlooms!

But I digress.

Enjoy the day!

In the Pacific Northwest. We need the rain. But we get little bits at a time and have days of gray skies to end up with a tenth of an inch of water. I guess we are used to it here, but it has been a hard winter and everyone is longing for some days of sunshine. Daffodils are blooming and plum trees are starting to bloom so the promise of spring is here.

I finally got an appointment to be vaccinated, and helped an 89 year old in-law get set up with an appointment too. Made me happy. It was impossible to get an appointment for months. Suddenly there are large vaccination clinics popping up all around this area. Our state must have received a big delivery of vaccines.