Here comes the sun...

...and I say, "It's alright!" (Take it away, George Harrison, may you rest in peace.)

Yesterday was sunny, gloriously sunny, which made it a busy day around Ye Olde Urban Farm. The biggest news is that the henhouse is finally done! There was much rejoicing, by humans and hens alike.

We feel confident that the coop is secure, but our fingers are crossed tightly nonetheless after two raccoon sightings yesterday. Around 4 p.m., a raccoon that looked like it might be injured came into one corner of the yard, but quickly left. Then around 8:30, right after we escorted the ladies up the ramp into the henhouse (they had been gathered at the bottom of the ramp, as if they were thinking, "Hey, it's getting dark, why are we still out here?"), we saw a healthier young raccoon traveling along the long back fence (aka the raccoon and squirrel superhighway).

I also got a lot of seed planting done (not that the first planting has done a lot, with the cool spring soil being what it is). I planted lettuce, spinach, arugula, beets, carrots, radishes, pac choi and cilantro.

I also did an amazing thing. I picked radishes before they grew to the size of my fist! I always plant radishes because I like them in theory, and they are one of the first seeds that can go in the ground, but I am notoriously bad about picking them when they are still edible. Not this year! Yay, me!