Onward Garden

The garden is still attended, though the initial input was negligible with v so ill, but there are onions and peas and spinach and chard and beans on the way.  The herbs are thankfully flourishing: tarragon, marjoram, thyme, basil, sage, chives, and (not my favorite) rosemary.

I look at the name of this blog: Domesticity: a noun: home and family life.  I am a family of one with a satellite in Portland, Or. Having lived so many years with a voluble and joyfully passionate Italian man, the house is so silent, still, and heavy. Italian phrases aren't shouted across rooms to bounce from ceiling to floor to wall and only outpaced by the man himself.  A happy place this was...though trust me, when it got stormy the categories could terrify the most redoubtable storm chasers. We always managed to fall in love all over again.

In bocca al lupo.  m (no v)