Q: In a room full of international citizens, how might you ferret out the Canadians?
A: Ask the date of Queen Victoria’s birthday!
In a strange but probably harmless historical twist, we are the only country in the world to celebrate the birth of Victoria of England (1837-1901), which falls on May 24. Presumably, Canadians really feel the need for a holiday in May and are happy to snatch at the flimsiest of excuses.
In truth, we don’t spend much time thinking about QV. When I was younger, my friends and I celebrated “May two-four”, which coincidentally describes the number of cans in a case of cheap beer. Now that I’ve become more discerning about beer, it’s our gardening weekend. After a long winter and a reluctant spring, it was pure joy to take our seedlings outside.
My Mother’s Day gift: blackberries every year! We still haven’t found the right spot to plant this, but I’m really looking forward to watching it grow over time.
19 tomato seedlings plus one basil seedling in the soil, and a few more that need homes.
Our strawberry bed in its fourth year. It’s hard to see in the photo but we have netting stretched over the whole bed and tucked in at the sides, to keep out the strawberry thieves. The first year we didn’t do this and ended up with exactly half a strawberry. The rest went to chipmunks, squirrels and birds.
The first (unripe) cherry tomato! We’ve had such a late start this year.
Creeping phlox. I love its tiny precision.
Gratuitous dog shot! Mac is loving the warm weather and spends hours mooching around the garden and napping in patches of sun and shade.
(Do excuse the grass. We’re thinking of seeding that dead area with thyme or clover, since we have zero interest in traditional lawn maintenance.)
How did you spend the past few days?