66 Square Feet: Ramp watch

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Ramp watch

Farmers' market: no ramps yet...

4 comments:

new york city garden said...: Its too early, no? Its been colder, plus.

I've been waiting for my peas to shoot up so I can make my pea shoot and shroom pasta.

And when the ramps ramp up, same deal; March 31, 2009 8:57 AM
Marie said...: Yup, too early. But one can only eat so many apples. Would like to see some green!; March 31, 2009 9:36 AM
new york city garden said...: April brings on the green,soon.; March 31, 2009 4:08 PM
quiltcat said...: Our Farmer's Market hasn't even sprouted yet...due to open April 18! Fresh cookies, bread, jams...and maybe a few greens and plants...are all that are there for the first month or so usually.; April 1, 2009 11:16 AM

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It's about gardening in tight spaces. It's about how to live with a man and a cat in a tiny apartment with a tiny terrace. It's about photos, and friends, and inspiration and blackspot on the roses. It's about food and cooking over an open flame. It's about wine. And water. And watering...And picnics. It's about seasons without and within. It's about New York, and about South Africa. It's about where I go, and what I come back to: a terrace twelve-and-three-quarters by five-and-a-quarter feet wide.

Afterwards in the street, she looks around the neighborhood. "Yes, it is certified now."

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