Boy, did I ever goof. I blew my opportunity to have a lovely picture to include with this post.
Neither hubby nor I was super-hungry tonight so I just made us each a big salad with chopped hard-boiled egg and some chunks of ham in it.
But the exciting part was that the salad was (are you ready for this?) made up completely of greens from the garden! Yep, I finally had big enough plants to snip some leaves. Several varieties of both green and red lettuce, spinach, kale, mizuna mustard, arugula and scallions. The chunks of carrots were from last year's garden but I think they should still count as homegrown, although not technically fresh. I tell ya, greens freshly harvested from your own garden taste soooo much better than anything you can purchase.
Oh, heck. I had to go take a picture of the container of greens left in the refridge. (How pathetic is that?) Not as pretty as the salads were but photographic proof of the first great green-ness from the garden anyway.
These are our little chicks (not so little anymore) from this spring. At the end of every day before trooping into their house for the night, they gather on the rim of this 4' x 8' box that is in the poultry yard. It seems to be a ritual for them. I can't help but wonder why they do it. Is it to check in with each other, have a little chat and recap of their day? Is it to share info on where the best bugs and worms are found? It it to count beaks and see if everyone is present and accounted for? What goes on in those little bird brains?
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