Kickin' back, musing, observing, and gathering inspiration from the hills of East Tennessee.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
The winter rye grass we planted in the garden is a thick and luscious carpet of green. I took a picture one morning of a heavy frost on it and one several days later with snow. I'm wondering if we could plant the winter rye grass in the spring around our vegetables to keep the weeds down, or will it only grow in the winter?
Rabbits cookin' coffee -- that's what the locals call it. But here in this little hollow in East Tennessee, when the hills surrender their misty hostage to reveal the stalwart cedars growing by the stream in our pasture, I know there is no place on earth I would rather be. The welcome mat is out! Come and sit on the porch and chat with me awhile!