On the bright side, this gives me more chances to get yard work done. Last weekend I harvested some wild edibles, as planned. I made a cream of potato soup with sauteed leeks and young mallow leaves, and it was not bad at all. Then I took a trip out to the nearby nursery and bought a third apple tree. (Yes, I am obsessing over making sure my apples cross-pollinate.) I also bought a fig tree. I've never grown figs before...in fact, I don't think I've ever eaten a fresh fig in my life, only dried. Supposedly the tree will produce a crop this fall, assuming I don't kill it. I intend to plant it in the front yard, in the spot that used to harbor an enormous aloe.
Once the rain stopped and the sun came out, it really began to feel like spring. Don't take my word for it--my ume tree thinks so, too. It is currently blooming prettily. (The sakura in the background needs a couple more months before it will be ready to bloom.) One of my camellia flowers is also just starting to open.
Yesterday I turned the compost pile, sifting out a little bit to use next weekend when I plant my spring vegetables. I then spent the rest of my free time weeding and cleaning up chayote debris. My red cabbage has a head slightly larger than a softball at this point; I'm hoping it will plump up in the next couple weeks so that I can harvest it. There aren't any flowers on the chickpeas yet, but the sugar snap peas are blooming merrily.
My next door neighbor apparently bought a puppy yesterday. He held it up over the fence this afternoon so I could see it. It's really adorable. He was afraid that the puppy might have kept me awake last night with its barking, but I hadn't heard a thing.