After publicly proclaiming I was done with making jewelry, my garden produced these miniature daffodils (you know, from when I panicked a week before the first autumn 2018 snowfall and planted 200 bulbs). They obviously need to be preserved for posterity.

I assume my next post will start “After publicly proclaiming I would be able to turn these into earrings …” Still unsure of how I’ll make it work. Dreamers gotta dream. Next show is June 1st. Just keep working.

I’ve been focusing on gardening and preparing for my week long art residency in Fundy National Park. As someone who dates outdoorsy people and rarely travels alone, I have limited equipment/supplies. Doing many googles.

We had beers on Friday night and then went camp supply shopping. Am I doing it right?

Sugar snap peas, nasturtiums, borage, sweet peas, mustard, beets, onions, spinach, bachelor’s buttons, sage, poppies, swiss chard, carrots and arugula were directly sown. Room was left for beans! Zinnia! Purslane! Sun flowers?

While a few new daffodil types are opening every few days, not a single one of the wide array of tulips has begun peek out. It has been Cold! Gray! Non stop rain featuring snow/frost! Just generally awful. Today is paternal grandmother’s date of birth and it’s been ten years since she passed. This is the first time I haven’t had a full bouquet from my garden to bring to her grave to mark the date. While I certainly am feeling lousy about it, it would feel worse to overcompensate with store bought. Hopefully in a few days I’ll be able to correct this unpalatable error the weather created and leave something to warm my beautiful grandfather’s heart on his morning visits.