Although I had to pitch it in a heap of snow, sand and salt, I happily pitched my SPRING flag in the yard.


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I got a few more seeds started. Even though it's probably far too late for them, bunching onions and celery were among the new starts. We shall see. More to start, but, first, ...

My very first sprout of the year. And, wouldn't you know, it's one of those poor dear lupines that I sliced and diced and refrigerated.


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I'm behind on getting seeds started, but I'm trying to get my garden plots tidied up and ready. Buggy before the horse.

I biked to the plots, thank you very much. Damned near killed me, but I did it. (And one of my lifetime goals is to bike across the country?)


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Which means that spring is coming, much as it seems otherwise.

I must get a pea trellis built. Pronto. It's not so much that I must get it built pronto, but I should get it started pronto, because I'm slow as molasses at getting projects completedI spent every last bit of expendable (*cough*) money on these mosaic garden structures that are sure ( Read more... )

While I was continuing to shop online for seeds, I decided I would be buying no seeds this year. I just don't have the funds for it. So my ten-year-old seeds must do. This pretty much changed me from an excited state to a sleepy state. I fell asleep at the computer. It was a mere ten-minute (or less) rest, but I did rest. I even dreamed. I ( Read more... )

I decided celery is a must-try for gardening this year. For two reasons: In the grocery store, (1) the non-organic sort is supposedly one of the most heavily pesticide-ridden produce products and (2) the organic sort is crazy expensive. But do you think I can find celery seed? It seems there is no such thing. (Other than in the spice aisle, ( Read more... )

I went seed shopping. I haven't yet submitted the orders, because, well, I don't have $150 to spend on seeds and, even on little sleep, I know it. Why do I do stupid things like try to feed birds, and then squirrels and then try to garden? Oh, and there's, of course, jewelry-making and knitting and cooking dishes that are far more extravagant ( Read more... )

I didn't want to write of it because, well, I'm horribly ashamed for having such feelings. But I knew that Ma would not only understand, she would give me the go-ahead and thumbs-up or whatever it was I needed when I asked her if I could shoot the damned squirrels. Do not think ill of me for having such thoughts and do understand that I would ( Read more... )

I can be resourceful when I must.

Wanting the lights up on the seed-starting beast, I resorted to crafting my own S-hooks. And, wahlah. She's ready to rock 'n' roll. Or sprout some seeds.


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Almost.


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