Sage-garlic roasted potatoes, tulip bulbs

The smell wafting from the oven right now is to die for. I made a garlic-sage paste and then tossed that with some cubed baby potatoes, olive oil and salt. I'm about to take these goodies out of the oven, and will enjoy them with some roast chicken and apple-chile chutney for lunch after I pick Oliver up from school. That apple chile chutney cannot be beat. I made three more pints after my initial test round yesterday and feel certain that it will become a staple item here. It is with complete dismay that I tell you I am still feeling pretty darn poorly. What in the sam hill has the Zpack done? Anything? Blarg!!

I did just plant some tulip bulbs though- tulips are such happy flowers and I add some new bulbs to the garden each year. Jack and I went on a date to the nursery this weekend, and he chose a pack of gorgeous ones: they are pink with a sliver of yellow that heads up the bud, and I will eagerly await their growth. Perennials are the way to go, by the way. How great it is to see your garden grow with you, year after year. The bulbs multiply while you're not even looking, squirrels relocate them, plants get heartier and heartier, and each year I meet anew several plants I forgot I'd planted. It's all quite lovely. Outside today, I was thrilled with the number of hearty, wriggling earthworms I encountered- such a sign of a healthy yard that has not been doused in chemicals. And I was equally thrilled to kill three mosquitos and two grubs, pitiful useless creatures that cause headache. I fully respect most bugs as they each play an important role in their respective eco-niches. But I just can't, for the life of me, figure out anything to even tolerate about the aforementioned dregs.

Off to taste the potatoes!