Spring? Sprung?
I know, I just jinxed it
At least I haven’t put the snow shovels away yet. I’m not that stupid. I have optimistically started some spring planting, though.
Outside, I planted some pea seeds. Peas perform best in when there’s a little chill in the air. Once it gets hot, they turn tough and chewy. The adage, at least around here, is to plant your peas around St. Patrick’s Day. You know, unless there’s a foot of snow on the ground.
Inside, I transplanted the last of the Aerogarden lettuce into a pot. I had moved half into a pot last weekend. I suppose I could plant these outside when it gets a bit warmer. Probably won’t though, as we have bunnies and deer.
I was really impressed with how easily the plants went from the Aerogarden to soil. The one immediately above was potted up last weekend, and as you can see the plants have suffered very little transplant shock. It was reasonably easy to pull their roots out from the pods with little damage, which makes all the difference.
I had planted three Golden Harvest Cherry Tomato pods in the Aerogarden last weekend and planted three more this weekend. Last weekend’s are already sprouting!
Depending on the weather when these fruit, I may move them outside so I can start some annuals. Does any of you know whether bachelor buttons are fussy about having their roots moved? I was thinking of starting them inside but perhaps they should be sown in the garden instead.
One of our knitting friends posted recently that she had peepers at her home in Connecticut. I haven’t heard any peepers here yet, but I do have tulips and daffodils starting to break the surface of the ground.
The wild pussywillows that grow beside a nearby cranberry bog haven’t popped yet, so I bought some at a store. Here it is, your moment of fuzzy-wuzzy, soft and snuggly, zen:
