The lettuce we planted last week is up! Last summer, we harvested the assortment of greens from April till the end of June--tender, flavorful, a bowlful of a spectrum of greens and reds, with edges lobed, jagged, smooth--and we're hoping for a repeat this year.
I feel an irrational exuberance at the sight. Emerging life presents itself in so many ways: sweetly and oh-so-gradually swelling like the pussywillow, tender greening like the willow strands, or suddenly appearing in tiny green glory like the lettuces.
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