Breaking with tradition

Today we planted the first potatoes.  No big deal, it's already the April 24th.  Yes, big deal as the St Glace haven't passed.  There is a tradition in these here parts than no outdoor planting should be done before the 11th, 12th & 13th May - and the passing of  the Ice Saints.  Imagine my shock when our head gardener a.k.a Papy Bob - father in law, announced that the spuds were going in - today!  Crazy hey!  I haven't done anything this wild in years! it almost feels illegal.

In Bloom - finally!

But this year we have a lot of potatoes to plant.  My neighbor, who in the past has done a veggi garden, doesn't have time this year and so has offered it to us.  Not wanting to look a gift horse in the mouth we accepted - with a little bartering off course.  There was absolutely no need, she didn't want any 'rent' but well it seemed kinda fun, an 'all she can eat' exchange for lending us the land.   This means extra work, so we've roped the kids in to help.

So while they planted, I weeded and finished the afternoon of with a little crafting and a cuppa.  Now off to face the mounds of laundry I've been ignoring all day before they topple over and bury someone alive.  Or maybe make another cup of tea and enjoy a few Yarn Along posts!

sweet heart pattern here

Yarn Along - Getting moving

Oh Tino, my dear little Tino.  The only one around here that ever asks me to knit/crochet things for him, and then actually consents to wearing them.  Last weekend he wanted slippers, so I made him these .  Apart from looking a little 'girly' they didn't stay on, so I added the little bands  

now they say on just fine and look more 'boyish', don't you think!

For the past week or so I've been reading Run Like a Mother - How to Get Moving and Not Lose Your Family, Job or Sanity.  Written with much humor, yet offering a serious approach to training and simple running objectives for busy mothers - if you reach point B in 15 minutes try reaching it in 12 on the next run.  It's right up my street, no point extolling to me the virtues of knowing my VO2 max and body fat percentage. It's not that I don't care I just don't want to take it that seriously.  I just like running, enjoying the scenery and completing  the odd few races.  But as Richi so recently pointed out, I have a 23K Cross coming up in 10 weeks 'so a little less reading and a lot more action, please.'

My ripple continues along, and is still small enough to carry around for a spot of crochet here and there...

Linking up with Ginny for Yarn Along this week.