This is a nice time of summer. There’s just enough produce
from the garden that we can go from farm to table every day. Tonight we had
steamed fresh peas, so very tender and sweet just two hours off the vine, and baby
zucchini, young garlic, and spring onions, tossed in olive oil and roasted in
the oven. Before long, I’ll be so overwhelmed with freezing and canning that we’ll
be eating Spam with macaroni and cheese from a box.
Another fun part of this time of year is watching the
fledgling birds. All species seem to have the same behavior of cheeping and
flapping furiously to get attention from a parent. I was in the garden last
week when I saw three bird sitting on a tomato cage. I couldn’t recognize their
shape or color. They seemed to have little tufts of down here and there. A
swallow flew overhead, and the three birds launched into action, quivering
their wings and chirping. Without the characteristic V-shaped tail, I had no
idea they were swallows. I’ve seen Baltimore orioles feeding their chicks grape
jelly at our feeder. At times like these, I wonder if these miracles are new to
my environment or if I just wasn’t paying attention when I was younger.
The chickens got their first watermelon rinds this weekend.
It takes them awhile with every new food to get the hang of it. In the second
part of the video, one chicken doesn’t seem to know whether to eat the
watermelon or walk on it.
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| Cleopatra |
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| Nadia, left, Gracie, right |
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| Clockwise from noon, Gracie, Lizette, Lidia, Nadia, unnamed Buff Orpington |
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