you could fry an egg. anywhere.

When it’s too hot to make the trip up to the local pool… you pull out the garden tools.

garlic scapes!

We have a friend who was an intern last summer at a local theology professor’s farm. He lived there, learned a whole host of gardening techniques and this summer is using his knowledge in the city by tending three urban gardens.

Last night he came over to dinner with a bouquet of garlic scapes for us! Unfortunately, I had to go out but when I came back, they had been arranged in some bottles – lovely at 11pm, even more lovely at 8am.

 

the munro chronicles

I realized while walking down a parallel street the other day that I am in need of a theme here at “flicked”. Or at the very least, some direction or… something like a project. And because writing about my work/former professional world and all thoughts about poverty and God are too lofty for the moment and other directions too vulnerable (or at least would leave me far too open for scary judgement) – I have landed on an intro theme for the month that is safe and beautiful. And that is my neighbourhood.

I am very lucky to live where I do. I am surrounded by like-minded friends and family… literally. And intentionally (thanks for moving here team!). Immediately next door is one good friend (we share a backyard), 6 doors down is another family with two amazing kids (one 4 days younger than Noah) and one block over are my sister and her partner. I feel like this kind of neighbourliness is not a given in the city.

They share their beer, their food, their baby-sitting skills, their ups and downs… we live life alongside one another. My hope is to not only chronicle the beauty of what real community has to offer but also share some photos of the neighbourhood. (This gives me task and purpose to get out each day with my camera and nothing gets me moving like a project!)

To begin, here are some very early spring photos of some front yard planting. Gardening together has been a practical and completely uplifting thing to do together and hardly a day goes by when we’re not checking in on each other’s growth status and comparing notes.

before… visioning for what could be. (noah in an exersaucer, sporting both a sweater and blanket. a little too ambitious perhaps? i believe the snow had literally just melted.)

a willing helper.

planning, digging, planting… um, or should  i say digging, planting…. should have planned a little more carefully??

a concerned onlooker… “what will they do next??” (or is the question, more appropriately, “should i be letting my 5 year old loose with that shovel? last time he was roped into yard work at this address with a hammer, it resulted in a goose-egg on his forehead.”)

Stay tuned for the results and more Munro St thoughts!