photo by Genie Dibble
The owlets are wet just like everything else in upstate New York. After the wettest April on record this last week has put me hopelessly behind. Moss and slugs, that's about it. There is some particularly good rhubarb but I still don't have any fava beans sown or anything else for that matter.
Still I marvel at the green of it. Everything is so very, very green, shades of green that we only see this time of year.
