For all the purchasing and give-aways of moving house, a pair of muck or rubber boots has not yet appeared in our cold entry. And I need them today. Temperature hovering in the mid-fifties, and steady spring rains pattering outside, the paddock/pasture areas are showing their true soil quality colors: muddy! (lots-o-clay) Hmm. Well, landscape consultants are coming today; time to start asking questions about what to plant.
Meanwhile, I’ve been hunched over in the greenhouse setting up soil blocker seed starts for various pepper, tomato, basil and fennel plants. The PVC piping is easy to assemble, and the plastic we kept after carefully removing it from the previous farm’s set-up. But in my rush to keep up with my gardening schedule, I assembled racks quite low to the ground. This is always the balance, it would seem: making due with what one owns (like I 
did with concrete blocks and extra plywood), or expending more time (and possibly money) for a set-up that works better. Needless to say, my back is a little sore from my lower set-up. I can remedy this with shelves buried in the barn somewhere.
As the rain continues to pour, I’ll do more research on sheep breeds; our north pasture may prove a good summer-to-fall home for a band of five or so. I’m currently reading about various breed needs on American Livestock Breeds Conservancy’s website. 
And I’m facing the music about seeds I planted yesterday – this rain has most likely washed them away. Time to think about some small-hole protective fabric for covering just-started plant areas . . . like the one at right:
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