I made my ritual quart-plus of nettles infusion today. I enjoyed the last sip only moments ago. I just love this stuff! And it loves me.
I made my way into the gardens today, machete in hand, for a little springtime prep. The Boy joined me and delivered leaves from the woods to begin renewing the season's mulch. The garlic is coming up, and kale and onion are harvestable in small amounts. Last season some second-year onions flowered and went to seed, and those little seedlings are sprouting now. I'll have to get back out there and transplant them soon.
All around me the earth is squirming awake and my green friends are waking from their winter dreams. Me too. Ahhhhhhhh.