It's been quite a while since I've posted, but I don't suppose that really matters since no one follows my blog. But I digress...
We've had an unusually hard winter here in the mountains of West Virginia. I've been longing for spring since the first big snow in December. I ordered several plants to plant in my yard this spring. I also ordered several tomato plants. I plan to can tomato juice, sauce, salsa, homemade catsup, etc. Hopefully, it will be a good year for apples (crossing my fingers here). If it is, I plan to make apple sauce and canned apples.
I plan to try and document the progress of my flower and vegegtable garden from planting to harvest--then the canning, freezing or drying of the produce. It's something all our parents and ancestors did in the Appalachian Mountains to survive the harsh winters. If you didn't grow your food, you didn't survive the harsh winters of the mountains. Contrary to the stereotypes perpetuated by the media, our ancestors didn't lay around with a jug of moonshine getting drunk. If they did, they would never have survived. In brutual winters of the mountains, only the strongest and smartest survived.
It's finally arrived and I'm really enjoying it. I try to spend a little time outside each day, especially when it's pretty weather. I have a canvas lounge chair on the porch, then another one I sit in over at the edge of the yard by my bushes. You have a beautiful view in any direction, plus you can watch the clouds and daydream.
I've been taking pictures of the butterflys visiting my flowering quinces and lilacs. Some turned out great. I got a few shots of them in flight and a few with two butterflys in the same shot. I love to take pictures. I will post some of them in the next day or two.
