Peggy Moore writes: Taken the day before they barricaded the parking spots at Brookside Park. While this pic would suggest it was unpopulated, quite the contrary, I had to wait for the right opening to get this. I missed getting a pic of a lady posing her dog in front of them. So cute. People are enjoying the blooms. Taken the day before the remaining open spaces/parks were closed.

From Ann Toombs: Flying over Southport Harbor, this bald eagle must be one of the pair that took up residence last summer and can be seen regularly now that it is springtime.

Kim Cooper writes: Ramp season is upon us!  Even though we sadly must delay our FGC Kids’ Club kick off event foraging ramps followed by a cooking demo with Jamie until next spring, you may still head to the woods (a perfect setting to maintain social distance!) in search of these wild spring onions, Allium tricoccum.  You may discover patches of these spring natural wonders over the next few weeks in moist areas, under deciduous trees.  Hint, look on the side of the road on Route 53 in Redding.  Simply pull by the root and be sure to clean when you arrive home.

There are so many different ways to enjoy ramps ranging from simply sautéing in olive oil, adding to your eggs, whipping up pesto, pickling the bulbs, ramp butter and substituting for garlic and onion in any recipe for a taste of spring.  This past Easter Sunday, I made a simple frittata with ramps and potato – yum!

 
Here are some great links for ramp inspiration in the kitchen –
Google is full of fun when you search ramps!
Here is great article from the New York Times –https://www.nytimes.com/1985/03/31/travel/ramp-feasting-in-west-virginia.htmlCoopers have a new bucket list wish, road trip south next year for a ramp festival!  
 
Cheers and go on a RAMPage!

Whitney Vose writes:

This time of year, and especially this spring, staying home doing so much needle working, instead of throwing my woolen scraps in the wastebasket, I leave a bunch out for the birds who are making their nests. It is nice to know that your wool is keeping little fledglings warm while their parents hunt for worms and bugs. I discovered this years ago when I found a fallen nest in September with some of my sheep’s wool encircled among the twigs. Wool scraps that were discarded when the sheep were being sheared in early May.

 

Barbara Wooten writes:

Just when we think everything has been postponed, look what I found in my garage. The daffodils I said I would grow for the Greenwich Daffodil Society entry. It was the Horticulture Committee’s Fall Challenge. I forgot they were there. But one thing we know – Mother Nature cannot be postponed.