Alfred has always loved slugs. Slugs. He likes to hold them and carry them around and pet them. Up until now he hasn’t had the words to express his concern for their safety and future. StartFragment That all changed this morning. After collecting eggs we started harvesting kale for dinner. We found a few slugs. Alfred was thrilled. I mentioned that we should scoop them up and feed them to the chickens or the pigs. Alfred was horrified. Horrified in a way I haven’t seen before. He kept shouting, “No feed slugs pigs. No feed slugs chickens. My pets. Slugs my pets.” And so we created a slug garden for him. I tried to put it far enough away from our garden so they won’t go back to our plants. Wh

“Though I do not believe that a plant will spring up where no seed has been, I have great faith in a seed. Convince me that you have a seed there, and I am prepared to expect wonders.” Thoreau StartFragment I truly believe you can base how much fun you had gardening by how messy clothes and boots are at the end of the day. Based on their boots, I’d say we had a lot of fun. This has been an incredibly mild winter. We have been so tempted to start planting early, but we’re sticking to our schedule based on average last frost date. So, this was our weekend to start a few seeds! EndFragment refreshing cache refreshing cache refreshing cache refreshing cache StartFragmentMixing up potting so