Sunday, February 8, 2015
Tuesday, February 3, 2015
Plans for 137 - initial wish list
Plans for 137 Erie
Overall feelings
In keeping with 1940/50s home
Cottage, Warm, Cozy
Same footprint of house
Rich colours
Lots of windows
Dining area booth
Counter to ceiling window in kitchen with no upper cupboards
Dining room
Open to kitchen
Entry door moved to south
Wood and glass doors opening onto deck
Dining area with L-shaped built in bench
Similar footprint
Textures
Real Wood floor
Painted wood ceiling, white
Bathroom
Keep tub
White glass tiles to surround
Pocket door for entry
Pocket door closes linen closet when bathroom door is open
Kitchen
Gas stove
Vent to outside with hood
No upper cupboard
Pantry
Basement
Replace stairs
Windows
Replace throughout
Saturday, June 7, 2014
Sunday, March 11, 2012
With yellow, comes greens
It has been a glorious sunny day. My glasses steamed-up when I stepped into the hoop-house and condensation fell like rain when I bumped one of the hoops.This time last year we had snow and it certainly wasn't 12 degrees, and today we opened all the windows and the door. It was as if the house exhaled; I could smell the moist earth and warming greens from meters away.

I find it amazing that in the moderated climate of the hoop house, a bitter cold winter like the one last year yields very much the same as a mild winter, like the one we are just stepping out of. A testament to the efficiency of the hoop house design and to the adaptability of plants.
Last fall I had envisioned a majestic crop of kale seeing us through the bitter cold months, fortifying our pastas and soups.

The seeds I sowed in late September certainly showed promise; they sprouted quickly and grew sturdily. Sadly, as they approached 3 inches tall, standing proudly in their little soldier rows, I realized I had grabbed the wrong seed packet, and planted tomatoes. Aaaargh!

Even though it was October, I hastily re-sowed two types of kale and crossed my fingers. At some point, I had lost track of them and they were overcome with weeds and the space-hungry spinach.
Today, clearing out the chickweed, I found them, small but waiting patiently to spring to life.
Today, my trug was brimming with greens, onions, spinach, herbs ... thank you hoopie.
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