I used to order seed catalogs in November, get them in late December, and order seeds right after Christmas vacation. When the seed packets arrived, I would ogle them until time came to start the seeds under Gro-Lights in my basement “nursery.”
So many seedlings of all types I have grown over the last fifty years, starting when I didn’t know a young tomato plant from a pepper plant!
Since I no longer have a large area to garden, I’m afraid the enormous thrill is past in seeing rows and rows of vegetables where just a few weeks previously there were none. And the smell of young tomato transplants is a sure sign Summer is near. Even the cabbage butterflies, flitting about, laying eggs, are at first a welcome sight.
I am not ashamed to admit my heart leaps a bit when the first seed catalogs arrive, and I want to plant everything, and make a list of things to order that is eventually narrowed down by at most half. Soon enough I will be the one planted in earth.
I used to order seed catalogs in November, get them in late December, and order seeds right after Christmas vacation. When the seed packets arrived, I would ogle them until time came to start the seeds under Gro-Lights in my basement “nursery.”
So many seedlings of all types I have grown over the last fifty years, starting when I didn’t know a young tomato plant from a pepper plant!
Since I no longer have a large area to garden, I’m afraid the enormous thrill is past in seeing rows and rows of vegetables where just a few weeks previously there were none. And the smell of young tomato transplants is a sure sign Summer is near. Even the cabbage butterflies, flitting about, laying eggs, are at first a welcome sight.
I am not ashamed to admit my heart leaps a bit when the first seed catalogs arrive, and I want to plant everything, and make a list of things to order that is eventually narrowed down by at most half. Soon enough I will be the one planted in earth.