A tiny one, barely anything, really, but suggesting flowers and tomatoes to come.
The weather's been lovely and mild, perhaps a bit cool in the evenings, but generally conducive to growing. And rain, even, which absolves me of the responsibility of watering.
Though, really, I've for some reason gotten into the habit of going out every morning to check to see if there's any signs of digging or eating, and to check on water and all that, too.
All's good so far.
There's baby (wee tiny baby) lettuce.
The evil squirrels currently seem more interested in EATING THE SILL OF THE WINDOW ACROSS THE WAY. That can't be normal.
I, meanwhile, am interested in eating yummy things like strawberries and rhubarb.
Here I've cut up a big stalk of rhubarb and a bunch of strawberries and tossed them with a little sugar. They're sitting in a pot, looking pretty, releasing juices.
Then they cook down into a lovely... well, to be perfectly honest, they sort of cook down into a lovely goo. But a yummy goo, not an unpleasant or gross one. Perfect over yogurt or ice cream. Though I'm out of both of those things at the moment, unfortunately.
And while this was cooking (OK, that's a total lie. After this cooked, and then on and on and on... this turned into a HUGE project that took all afternoon) I worked on this:
How huge a project was this? Each side had approximately 180 pieces of fringe to be crocheted on. THAT'S A LOT. Especially when you're dealing with black yarn that makes it tricky to see the individual stitches you're trying to pick up.
AND THEN.
I did a fancy knotted edge. (Inspired by this. [Scroll down a bit.])
(None of this was called for in the pattern, incidentally, but I thought it'd be cool, and make the whole thing seem more finished.)
But a picture of that will have to wait.
