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Flowers First

Knitting is my First Priority hobby. If you’ve visited this space before, you probably already know that.

Gardening is my Second Priority hobby. I am just as likely to spontaneously stop by a nursery to fill an inevitable “hole” in my garden bed and spend unbudgeted funds on, say, foxgloves as I am to visit a yarn shop and snag a must-have skein (or three) to fill an unfathomable void in the my stash.*

Reed and I came home from school/work this evening and were immediately eddied out in the front yard. He made a “pizza” from side walk chalk, weeds, and dirt while I clipped back some lavender and attacked a few unlucky dandelions with a vengeance I would wish upon no human being.

What can I say, we’re yard people.

Earlier this year, I reclaimed my old vegetable garden in the backyard. I got a late start, but coastal zone 9 gardening is forgiving that way. You can always plant kale. I took a low-effort approach and threw in some artichokes and pumpkins, hoping to provide Reed with his own supply of jack-o-lanterns for the fall season. I also jabbed some peas, beans, and greens in the ground, watering them a first and then leaving them to survive on their own.

My strategy did not work.

The pumpkins are not yet ripe (Halloween is two weeks away), and the other vegetables have been devoured by an unidentified insect infestation (secondary hazard of zone 9 gardening = slugs). My own preference for caring for my ample flowers left my self-sufficient vegetables to unsuccessfully fend for themselves.

I give up.

Instead, I’ve decided to follow my passion.

Screw kale.

You can buy that at the grocery store, organic no less, for under $3.

I’m going with peonies. And dahlias. Not to mention, the surely fabulous zinnia seeds I scored from Annie Claire at her REMARKABLE natural dying class earlier this month.

I am remaking my vegetable garden into rows of my favorite flowers. En masse. Slugs be damned. I am coming for you, slugs and snails. Be forewarned.

Maybe I will even use my future flower abundance to dye yarn.

Speaking of dying yarn…

Annie Claire’s natural dying class was such a treat, and it was truly wonderful to meet a local, professional fiber artist with an ethos so similar to my own. She’ll be teaching a number of classes at Vogue Knitting Live in New York come January. If you are planning to attend, I can’t recommend her courses highly enough. She’s the Real Deal. Wait not a moment longer. Sign thyself up!

Admittedly, making colors has never been my thing. I am much more the type to pick a pretty color that someone else dreamed up rather than concoct my own version of the color wheel. Dying yarn has always had me on edge that way.

Good thing I have knitting (and gardening) to calm my nerves.

*I have no (okay, very little) stash, so the risk of occurrence is high.

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