It's been one of those days. I nearly left the milk container in the cupboard where the glasses are. I walked around with one shoe on for a while before I finally thought to myself, ya know something doesn't seem quite right. So I'm going to put a disclaimer on this post right from the get go. It ain't gonna make any sense folks.
Look! Salad. Yum.
I've been busy planting seeds. The Romaine lettuce is already sprouting. The Buttercrunch is lagging behind along with my Early Girl, Big Boy and Roma tomatoes. When we attended the Indiana Heritage Quilt Show a few weeks ago I told you about the Wylie House Museum. It just so happened while we were there they were having an heirloom seed sale. It's hard to believe but I spent more money on seeds that day than I did quilting stuff. I've been planning to restore the gardens with heirlooms, but didn't want to spend the big bucks for potted plants. I believe the seeds and I were meant to be together that day. I've got them started in Old Mrs. Kurtz' clay pots I found in the barn. Some annuals, some perennials and a few veggies. I think she'd be pleased.
Back in Sheville the spool blocks on my design wall are breeding like rabbits. I'll be able to sew them into rows soon.