|begin with crocus and end the season with kohlrabi|
It's been about six months since my last post; time to get disciplined and finish up some loose ends before moving on.
Recall those ginkgo seeds?
Here they are, 1 year old, in winter storage. (17 of the original 22 seedlings)
|that fat bud is the most hopeful sign I know. Life finds a way.|
And the spider eggs?
|This lady found the summer harvest so lush that she left two egg sacks|
I moved both of these egg sacks to a hedgerow for more secure wintering over. Since spring is the season of entomological fratricide, I separated them by an acre or so of snacking territory. I'm sympathetic with their familial appetites; when you come to think about it, many things in life would be a lot simpler if we just consumed our siblings while they were young and tender. (The writing spider disappeared about 5 days after making the last sack in early October.)