I got some gardening in this afternoon and into the evening. The kids and I have pretty much caught up on the front herb garden and I was finally able to finish it up and spread some wildflower seeds in the large bare patches. I don’t know if they’ll get going this late, or if any of them will hold on the steep slope, but it’s worth a try.
The lavender is starting to flower. We have several large bushes: Maybe this year I’ll actually harvest some of it, leaving some for the bees, of course. Even if I don’t get to it, I love the large purple patches of gently waving flowers, and the delicately scented air.
It’s finally warmed up a bit and it was a perfectly pleasant afternoon and evening. At one point, something white caught my eye. I looked up, and a bald eagle was making her way east to west above me. She almost looked like she was flying with her mouth open and a little erratically—maybe she was carrying something I couldn’t see. We’re nowhere near the river, or I would guess a fish. I can’t imagine that there are fish in the small ponds and irrigation canals, but who knows.
I came in about 8:30 and made some fresh pesto with farmer’s market basil. Then a couple of small pizzas using our regular bread dough. They turned out OK, but I’ve got to figure out how to spread the dough thinner (crust is too thick and “doughy” for me). Since then, I’ve been hanging out with the animales and the hub (kids are at their mom’s for the weekend). Just watched episode 1 of The Newsroom on the HBO website. I don’t know why I bothered—I enjoyed it, but they probably won’t release any of the other episodes online and we don’t have cable, let alone HBO. But I had heard good things about it and I miss The West Wing, so…