From the Worktable: The Robin
He turned up while I was digging.
Stayed most of the afternoon. In and out of wherever I was working. Tayberry. Spade handle. Straight down into the soil the second it moved.
From the Worktable: Where I Walk
This is my potager infrastructure. The paths aren’t an afterthought. They lead the eye, frame the beds, hold the whole thing in place. Without them it’s just planting without direction.
From the Worktable: Waiting on Larkspur
Some of the varieties are up, not all of them. Which is normal larkspur attitude.
From the Worktable: Not Everything Reads the Instructions
The rudbeckia have come up without fuss. They usually do. Reliable little things.
From the Worktable: Stocks
Most of them came up fine. Sown in small trays, ready to be pricked out, doing what they’re supposed to do without much input.