Yesterday morning it snowed. It's not uncommon for us to get a massive cold snap in spring, usually after a spell of unseasonably warm weather. I love observing the battle of the seasons. Lately the storms have been indescribably spectacular! The mixture of warm sunlight on a field of yellow canola with the clouds rolling in, black as, well...something dark and black. And the temperature changes can really put you back in your place, most notably on those occasions when you smugly decided not to grab the Barbor jacket when you packed up the truck. When will I learn that nature is the boss? You'd think some turkey like me would have learnt by now. Nope. I'm still stuck in class, 'Nature can always kick your arse - 101.'
But the old girl has been nice to the veg patch. It's growing with rather more vigour than the previous few winter months. Her warm sun has been a real blessing, and everything seems to be reacting with feverish photosynthetic activity.
As usual I've found myself to be over zealous and I've already planted out most of the new garden beds. I love how excited I can get, a grown man stoked to see a seedling raise out from the soil's crust, spread two baby leaves, then stretch and yawn, out from the seed's slumber and then it goes forth and develops its sexual organs, the flowers get pollinated and voilà! Food!
How can we not be amazed by this process? It's mind-blowing. It's totally taken for granted in many respects. I mean think about photosynthesis itself as a biological process. It's the basics of the life cycle I was taught back in high school biology. And all of us, even meat eaters, we all rely on the magic of plants converting the energy from the sun into energy for us to consume and fuel our bodies. It's phenomenal. The very thought of it developed an undeniable repeat for nature systems. No wonder I ended up a biology science nerd.
Enough of my unhealthy obsession for plants, let's focus on what time of year it is. It's just time to get planting. If you're in the south of Aust, get planting. Remember to ignore the experts. Just put the seed in the soil, and read the back of the seed packet, or plant a bought seedling...you can't do any damage. And you'll be rewarded with the best tasting home-grown food available.
It's nothing fancy. Its just putting seeds in the ground and watching them grow. Kids in primary school do it. We, as adults, should all be doing it.
Today we snuck in some yellow squash, yellow zucchini, hot capsicum and directly seeded three varieties of carrot.
Oh and we got another five chooks, and with our original ladies we have a full production of eggs now. It's Tortilla Espanola season!
And just in case you were wondering....yes the smokehouse is still standing. I love that house.