Littlest Things

So often times it truly is the littlest things.  Supermarkets can keep those piles of boxed, tasteless replicated strawberries.  I'll patiently wait on these jewels to ripen.  Looks like it's going to be a bumper crop this year.  If I can keep the birds off anyway.

Did you know that homegrown asparagus has a decidedly divine flavor?  It's very tempting to just eat these straight out of the bed.  Their bed that is, not mine....although that might be interesting too.

Little orbs of potential juicy goodness.  I should have a 3rd bush producing this year so this brings me very close to blueberry self-sufficiency.  We don't eat too many just straight but I do like to cook with them so that's why just 3 bushes can do for us.

I finally got my little Americaunas.  You can just see the little puffy cheeks on the one standing in the back.  Those little puffs will eventually become the "muff" or beard-like feathers so characteristic of this breed.  I've wanted some for a long time but only plan on keeping 2 or 3.  I'll sell the others to recoup the cost of getting and raising these.
Little baby things abound everywhere right now and Spring seems to be reveling in it's own warmth and glory.  Wonderful warm days and cool nights just seem to stretch on and on.  We've even had to run a fire the past 2 nights which is quite unusual for late April.  Normally by now Spring would have been trampled underfoot by our relentless Summer heat and humidity barging in like some obnoxiously early guest flopping down at the unadorned table and helping itself to any cool beverages within arms' reach.  But not this Spring.  Maybe this year we'll actually get all the garden planted and the landscape groomed and prepared before the fire descends, at which time we can retire to the veranda and fan ourselves while munching cool, sweet strawberries.  A girl can dream anyway.