Sometime in January, I
generally recover my love of the garden. In early winter, I
relish the ability to loll in front of a fire reading and writing, but
before long, I've forgotten what it's like to fall behind on weeding in
a blisteringly hot July. I look outside at the snow and ice and
wish I could plant something now!
In some years, I do manage to
begin planting on the first of February --- lettuce under quick
hoops. But this year, even the mule garden is still under quite a
bit of snow, and I know the soil
temperature hasn't risen above freezing yet.
Instead, I tide myself
over by checking on my germination
test. The only
seeds that didn't want to sprout were broccoli, parsley, and peppers,
although some others showed reduced germination percentages. (I'll
just seed thicker.)
Rather than tossing the
sprouted peas, I stuck them in a pot to feed me tendrils on our salads in
February. So I guess I did plant something after all.
Hi All,
We started sprouts yesterday.
A farmer friend has just started onions, etc. inside.
Spring is 'just' around the corner.
Just gotta find Anna's garden todo list to help organize my thoughts.
John