So, yeah. There is definitely potting soil all over the kitchen (hubby redeemed himself by getting a DEAL on the potting mix I use, and bringing home three large bags!), but it's not because there've been any all night wintersowing marathons happening. I've sown one jug. Ha! An even that one is still sitting inside, because I can't find the duct tape. Sigh.
I am happy about jug "1-09", though. It contains seeds from the sweet gum tree that was growing near Dad's grave. I picked up a few of the gumballs after the service, and I really hope for success with them. I should sow a few more jugs with the rest of the seed, and increase my chances.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
AAGGGHH!!!!!
I love my husband, I really do.
But AAARRGGHHH!!!
I was prepared to admit that I didn't get any seeds sown last night. But I was going to redeem myself - I'd found an empty water jug while cleaning the kitchen, and did some cutting and hole-poking. Plus, I emptied one side of the sink, so I would have room to work.
Feeling good, I was. Went out to the front porch to get some potting mix out of the bin I keep there...noting how nice and dark the front flower bed looked, must be the rain...can you see where this is going?
Hubby EMPTIED the bin!!!!! All of it! I had combined leftovers and bags full from last year, trying to keep things more neat...
I know he was just trying to make things look nicer. He pulled out all the dead weeds that were in front of the porch, and made the bed look nice and smooth. By pouring all of my supply on the ground.
I should weep, but really this will make me get moving and take care of some things in town that I've been putting off for a while.
Let's pray (for hubby's sake) that our Mal-Wart has potting mix left from last year, and that it doesn't weigh 300 pounds from sitting out in the rain.
/vent
Funny how I am suddenly convinced that the lack of Miracle-Gro is the only thing keeping me from a marathon sowing session. It's not like this suddenly happened this morning. It only feels like I've been deliberately thwarted...right?
But AAARRGGHHH!!!
I was prepared to admit that I didn't get any seeds sown last night. But I was going to redeem myself - I'd found an empty water jug while cleaning the kitchen, and did some cutting and hole-poking. Plus, I emptied one side of the sink, so I would have room to work.
Feeling good, I was. Went out to the front porch to get some potting mix out of the bin I keep there...noting how nice and dark the front flower bed looked, must be the rain...can you see where this is going?
Hubby EMPTIED the bin!!!!! All of it! I had combined leftovers and bags full from last year, trying to keep things more neat...
I know he was just trying to make things look nicer. He pulled out all the dead weeds that were in front of the porch, and made the bed look nice and smooth. By pouring all of my supply on the ground.
I should weep, but really this will make me get moving and take care of some things in town that I've been putting off for a while.
Let's pray (for hubby's sake) that our Mal-Wart has potting mix left from last year, and that it doesn't weigh 300 pounds from sitting out in the rain.
/vent
Funny how I am suddenly convinced that the lack of Miracle-Gro is the only thing keeping me from a marathon sowing session. It's not like this suddenly happened this morning. It only feels like I've been deliberately thwarted...right?
Monday, January 5, 2009
Seed Therapy
Just received a seed trade, from the first one I've done in a while - red yarrow, pink obedient plant, mixed cosmos, purple candytuft, peony poppies, and Jacob's Ladder (Polemonium yezoense), "Purple Rain". I really, REALLY need to get started with my winter sowing.
Usually, by now, I have a system going: there is potting mix all over the kitchen, milk jugs are prepped and waiting in the sink, and I move from one seed box to another, occasionally making notes in my seed-book, more often losing my pen, or my Sharpie, or the duct tape. Once the fever hits, there's no turning back. Basically, everyone eats off of paper plates until this is over.
I'm still treading water in this pool of resolutions right now. Wanting to make changes and start projects, but wanting to "finish" other things, first.
Seasons don't wait. I will sow some perennials.
Soon.
Tonight!
Usually, by now, I have a system going: there is potting mix all over the kitchen, milk jugs are prepped and waiting in the sink, and I move from one seed box to another, occasionally making notes in my seed-book, more often losing my pen, or my Sharpie, or the duct tape. Once the fever hits, there's no turning back. Basically, everyone eats off of paper plates until this is over.
I'm still treading water in this pool of resolutions right now. Wanting to make changes and start projects, but wanting to "finish" other things, first.
Seasons don't wait. I will sow some perennials.
Soon.
Tonight!
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