Unstuck in time — at Mt. Hope Farm

Ever since my daily schedule became …unstructured… I have been unstuck in time. Or rather, stuck on a date in August as if this has been one long week of staycation. No complaints because staycations are always blissfully productive but it’s a little strange given that August became September and the other day I had to flip the calendar page to October. It’s also strange to feel so confused given how much time I still spend outside with my eyes and feelers on every changing thing.

I have been doing fall things in the garden (taking cuttings, saving seeds, making room in the plantry), which must mean I’m not completely in denial, but I’m more inclined to credit my walks with Bazil for beginning to reset my internal calendar. Every morning is a little darker; every afternoon a little more apple-crisp.

We take most of our walks around town but Mt. Hope Farm has become our favorite place to find the season (and chase squirrels). We go there a couple times a week, sometimes meeting up with another human, sometimes not.

It’s a special place, mostly wild and wooded, and history rich. Mt. Hope was the seat of the Wampanoag sachem Metacomet (also known as King Philip), and the site of his assassination during King Philip’s War. The land was home, at least briefly according to one of my walking companions (not Bazil), to a Native American-themed waterfront amusement park. Now it’s a working farm (again), B&B, special-event venue, host to a year-round farmers market, and has miles of road and trails open every day to the public and their dogs, free of charge.

On the last day of September, right after the first rainstorm in too long, Bazil and I found October.

Where do you go to find the season?

The fleet

On our walk this afternoon, Nino and I watched the first sailing lesson/race of the season in the harbor.  He nudged me and said, “Check it out, sails look like crocuses. Crocuses look like sails.”  Which reminded me: This little flotilla appeared the other day by our front backdoor as if they had been blown there by a favorable wind.Spring surprise!

Spring has arrived at Champignon!

All things being equinox

new fern growth - a hitchhiker in the lemon (my jungle)I know I’ve said this before – recently – on the other blob – but I totally heart spring the very best of all.  I’m not sure I can quite explain it.  Spring affects me viscerally with a blood thumping adrenaline junkie sternum grab.  It’s the new growth that does it.  I’m hooked like it’s all crack for my eyes and I can’t. ever. get. enough.  It makes me wring my hands like when I windowshop shoes.  I want to watch it like a movie.  I want to memorize it.  I definitely don’t want to miss a single second – that, in particular, is a torture whenever spring chores make me nappish.Tulip curl (my garden)

Spring stepped up to Bristol’s door jam right on time for the equinox all nighter.  I don’t have any early bloomers (besides chickweed) in my yard so Nino and I have been borrowing it from other peoples’ gardens.  I think I might have to add some early spring to my garden plan – which, by the by, is all discombobbled from what Z and I were envisioning last week.  I appreciate Rob’s advice (in a comment on the last post) to “live with a place for a while” and now that I’ve lived with stick outlines of beds for a week, I can be sure they’re not perfection.  More on that later.  Meanwhile Happy Spring!

crocus deliciousness (not my garden)eye on the dogwood buds (my garden)

(Are you as hooked on spring as I am?)

Snow master

pulled to Juniper HillI like to think that, as a gardener, I get my workouts by actually working out.  This time of year though, I’m not out so much as in on the couch and I’ve only gotten my heart rate up occasionally by walking the dog.  Today I even worked up a sweat.  And it gave me an idea for …

The Trudge Mill™ – a Full Body Core Strengthening Exercise machine.  Step into knee high weighted boots one size (at least) too large.  The weight of the boots is adjustable to represent the depth and density of snow anywhere from a 4′ drift of fine powder to a 6″ deep wet slush.   A tension knob controls slip and slide offering a core balance workout with an option for unassisted, hands-free trudge or, for added challenge, an adjustable weight loop with random tug feature.  To achieve a full workout, wearing no less than 4 extra layers including balaclava is recommended.