What a Day
What a day it was yesterday to be alive on the mountain! A storm passed the night before with some rain. The temperature averaged 60°F with a high of 67°F and somebody mashed the GROW button!
The hills across the valley are now that light shade of spring green. Out by the road, the first blossoms of Snow on the Mountain are out and the irises are a hours away from bustin' loose. Down in the Hillside Garden, the first pumpkin seed has sprouted and the blackberry canes are loaded flower buds. The second wave of ferns are at full throttle everywhere. I even brought the geraniums and other tender potted plants out of winter storage.
I went into town for provisions yesterday morning and found chicken hams for $0.77 a pound. What a deal and my favorite part of the chicken, too. On the way back I stopped by Hawk's Produce to collect my container of compost material. While there I met Colette Nester collecting the same for the hogs she and her husband, Scot, raise on the pasture of their farm, Crosscreek Farm, where they also produce butter. Imagine that! A source of home-made butter and pasture-raised hogs right here under my nose in Alleghany County.
The afternoon was consumed with gardening and milking Billy. Seems that the only two season on the gardening calendar are Winter and Weeds. Yes, weather that's ideal for the weeds you want is also ideal for the ones you don't.
Live music is broadcast by WBTF from the Rex Theatre in Galax on most Friday nights. The group last night was four fifths of a bluegrass band (missing a fiddler) named The Midnight Ramblers. The music they made was fresh and unpretentious. And, the banjo player could flat tear it up. So I visited their Web site (http://themidnightramblers.net) to see just who they were. All were from southwestern Virgina, the oldest member of the group being 19 years of age!
For Sale: 1971 Martin D-28 Guitar
The hills across the valley are now that light shade of spring green. Out by the road, the first blossoms of Snow on the Mountain are out and the irises are a hours away from bustin' loose. Down in the Hillside Garden, the first pumpkin seed has sprouted and the blackberry canes are loaded flower buds. The second wave of ferns are at full throttle everywhere. I even brought the geraniums and other tender potted plants out of winter storage.
I went into town for provisions yesterday morning and found chicken hams for $0.77 a pound. What a deal and my favorite part of the chicken, too. On the way back I stopped by Hawk's Produce to collect my container of compost material. While there I met Colette Nester collecting the same for the hogs she and her husband, Scot, raise on the pasture of their farm, Crosscreek Farm, where they also produce butter. Imagine that! A source of home-made butter and pasture-raised hogs right here under my nose in Alleghany County.
The afternoon was consumed with gardening and milking Billy. Seems that the only two season on the gardening calendar are Winter and Weeds. Yes, weather that's ideal for the weeds you want is also ideal for the ones you don't.
Live music is broadcast by WBTF from the Rex Theatre in Galax on most Friday nights. The group last night was four fifths of a bluegrass band (missing a fiddler) named The Midnight Ramblers. The music they made was fresh and unpretentious. And, the banjo player could flat tear it up. So I visited their Web site (http://themidnightramblers.net) to see just who they were. All were from southwestern Virgina, the oldest member of the group being 19 years of age!
For Sale: 1971 Martin D-28 Guitar
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