This weekend marked a victory of sorts. Despite torrential rains that washed away many seeds and soil so full of clay that it hardens to the consistency concrete in the harsh Virginia sun, the Oman garden brought forth its first fruits this weekend as we harvested our radishes. We didn’t set up an alter to offer up sacrifices to the Lord, and I am not up to writing anything profound or lyrical about our harvest. (I am affraid that a couple of hours with the Class Action Fairness Act this afternoon has beaten any lyrics, profound or otherwise, out of me at present.) Still, I thought you, the bloggernacle public, would want to know.
In other news, the spinach is coming along nicely. Lettuce, peas, and herbs are poking above the dirt, and our tomatoes are in. The compost pile has already yielded several nice black shovel fulls of compost. No signs of life yet from the carrots, cucumbers, or sunflowers yet, but we live in hope. This week melons, squash, and beans will go in. I will, of course, keep you posted on our progress.
Well, good thing. We all know what happens to people who put veggies on the altar. It’s not a good thing.
By the way, you have time to muck around in the dirt? You S&A associates have it sooo easy. . .
:P
What, no sugar beets?
To add my garden report: the tomatoes and peppers are in and growing well. As I see it, we are about 2 months away from fresh salsa. Yummy.
It is good to know.
Nate: I wish I had a garden such to cheer me up (I can start in 2 more weeks if its not too late already). Ironically, I’ve been working on CAFA issues all day. If you need any tips, let me know…as long as we aren’t on opposite sides that is. :)
Shawn: I suspect that Nate’s firm is lobbying on behalf of CAFTA, so…sugar beets are soon to become just another part of Americana/Mormon lore. On the brighter side, sugar prices are going to plummet for the consumer!
What Nate failed to mention is that our radishes were the VERY FIRST food harvested from the community garden. So that means we get bragging rights AND the pink flamingo for a week. I mean, what beats having a flaming pink plastic bird in your garden? Seriously, nothin’ but the best for us, baby!
Lyle: My exciting question de jure was determining how obvious does a factual proposition necessary for jurisdiction in federal court have to be before you can get away with asserting it without an affidavit.
Not too bad, but what I’d like to know is how much of the labor was outsourced to S&A paralegals.
“I need a binder with all the pleadings, and a copy of plaintiff’s latest letter. And then go weed the garden patch for a while. Bill it to office general-professional development.”
;)
(Also, an affidavit? A real, honest to goodness sworn one? We never use those around here — declarations are much easier. Do they allow declarations down in DC? If so, why not use one of those? No notary neede, etc.)
Kaimi: This is for a case way out where. For I all I know the local rules still allow for trial by combat.
Ahh. I just noticed.
By the way, if you’ve got a bunch of home grown radishes, why do you need to go to the store for stir-fry veggies? Just stir-fry some radishes.
Nate and Heather did offer me a radish, though : )
It was tender, juicy, and plain delightful!
Nate & Heather – have you made any Wasabi yet? Wasabi from fresh radishes!!! Yummy!!!!
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(Also, an affidavit? A real, honest to goodness sworn one? We never use those around here – declarations are much easier. Do they allow declarations down in DC? If so, why not use one of those? No notary neede, etc.)
Comment by Kaimi — 5/11/2005 : 5:06 pm
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Kaimi: This is for a case way out where. For I all I know the local rules still allow for trial by combat.
Didn’t know you were in the Northern District of Texas (for trial by combat), though the judges here sometimes bounce affidavits back for declarations to remind people they are in federal, not state, court.
Say, have you ever tried pickled radishes? WOW. Them’s good eatin’.
My mother-in-law is visiting us following the birth of our baby, and she’s been busy broadening my food horizons (she’s Vietnamese, and a wikkid good cook).
Pickle some of those bad boys! Pickle them!