I won’t lie and say that I have a huge Beltane post ready for you today, I don’t. It’s actually kind of snuck up on me this year with all the other things I’ve had going on and I find myself unprepared.
I did manage to get out and do a bit of gardening yesterday, but that’s about it.
The kids were supposed to come over today and get some yard work done and I’d thought we might have a little bonfire to honor the season tonight but I woke up to rainy, dreary skies and a wet ground this morning, so I guess it’ll be more of a personal day with everyone working.
I did realize yesterday, with more than a little dismay, that all of my gardening tools have disappeared over the last two years. At least, I couldn’t find them anyway.
Even so, I managed to get my green onions transplanted into the dirt and out of the kitchen window.
I spent some time out on the porch both alone and sitting with Chicklet. After waking up to my soggy world this morning, I’m glad I took the time yesterday.
Dinner was kind of a throw-together event that mostly featured my harvested green onions.
These are marinated steak bites. A very throw-together kind of main dish, but they were very good.
I’m not sure what it is, but I’m finding a special kind of joy in eating things we grow ourselves and I’m thinking I want a garden again, even if it’s a container garden on the front porch with a herb garden over the sink.
Right now, the apple tree just finished blooming and I’m excitedly watching to see the process of the apples starting to come out since this is the first time I’ve owned an apple tree.
We also have some wild cherry growing out there, too.
Mini-Me and The Pain found several places when we were cleaning up the yard for Easter/Ostara, where blackberry vines are coming up in the yard and I’m more than a little excited about that.
Every time I open my door, I get hit with the sweet smells of honeysuckle and I have found where it’s growing all around the edges of the yard.
I want to look for ways to use honeysuckle before they fade away.
I also think I may have found some wild lettuce growing near my steps. It’s said to be nature’s morphine and one of the strongest natural pain-killers available. If I find out for sure that it is wild lettuce, I’m going to be harvesting it and finding out how to use it as a natural pain alternative.
Here’s an article I found over on Ask A Prepper about wild lettuce.
Something about foraging my own property is appealing to me, just like intentionally growing my own food.
There’s something that I don’t think I’ve mentioned on this blog before, and today’s post seems like the right place to bring it up. Paul and I used to have our own little homestead.
We used to live in a camper in a “friend’s” yard. We shared a communal garden with them and there was talk of chickens, but then the accident happened and my entire life got put on hold. It’s taken two years (it’ll officially be two years on June 13th) for me to even consider picking up the pieces of our old life.
While I’m fully aware that my physical limitations will prevent me from doing a lot of the things I was doing two years ago, I see no reason why I can’t do at least some of those things, just from a more modern-homestead approach.
The few years we spent building our homestead was when I fell in love with making my own things like butter, cool whip, bacon bits, laundry detergent and skincare products.
It was the time when I also learned a lot about using what you have and reusing and repurposing things.
Life has changed a lot in the last two years and there are some things that will probably never be the same, but since Beltane this year is going to be a solo day, I think I’ll spend the day looking back on what life used to be like and making some plans for what’s to come!