planning your garden in the {winter} spring
SweetPea checked out the blueberry bushes Dada & her Godfather planted. They’re looking nice–so are the raspberries & strawberries. But indoors, it’s the Wild West. We’ve been planning the garden since it was subzero. We is a term I use loosely. You know who actually does all the gardening work around here, inside and out. Yup, Mr. AA. He’s our gardener in residence. Literally.
There are five large cookie sheets/trays/something of that kind all around the house, anywhere they can get the maximum light possible. Sometimes he’s put them on my desk, near my preccccccious computer. Sometimes they’re in the bathroom at night under the kid’s light that stays on for SuperBoy to make his way to the potty, and then that same tray is whisked to the bench that’s living on the front stair landing in front of floor-to-ceiling windows.
These things creep and crawl and grow like heck. The cat also tries to eat them.
I’m all about the plants, honestly, but do grow weary of watching them grown toward nothing as the ground is barely unfrozen around here, it snowed today, and the chance of getting them into the ground before the baby shows up in basically nil. Somehow, if only I could put away all the winter clothing, get the garden going, and write my fiction novella about being a Catholic-work-at-home-mom-of-X^10-children, I’d be so profoundly satisfied.
Nesting. It’s a burden and joy. I do feel sorta surrounded. And watched. It’s a little weird.
Anyway, the garden! The garden! It used to be all my love affair with basil, cukes, and heirloom tomatoes. I remember being on the phone with a girlfriend when I was probably 3 weeks postpartum with SuperBoy, and I was out weeding the garden like a Fury. She thought I was insane and should be lying down. I probably should have been. The passion somehow bit AA–probably around the time he realized SuperBoy could garden with him. Now it’s all him.
I just want my herbs. And heirloom tomatoes. And the rest is totally up to him. A whole section on gardening is here, lovelies. Check it. Oh, yes, and his garden at work is lovely, too. Trees, you name it.
Also did you know you can sprout roots on an avocado and then plant it and grow a tree? My bro-in-law did it. Truly diggity did it, man. We’ve attempted to no avail. But you should try it.
And now things are off outdoors in the new big old greenhouse AA bought! Good luck with your gardening, peoples.
You are so good for getting your garden together when you’re awaiting the baby! I can’t wait until we can have a full-blown garden. I’m hoping to plant some herbs and maybe tomatoes and peppers in pots this summer. I think it’s the best we can do while living in an apartment. But I’ve never planted ANYTHING so I have a feeling this might be a disaster… but it’s worth a shot, right?
I can’t wait to see how your garden grows!
Pot gardening is still so fulfilling–to have your herbs and peppers & tomatoes! Such wonderful. It won’t be a disaster–start from good little plants instead of seeds and it will come faster–and in your climate you have a short growing season like we do 🙂
Let’s just say I’m nesting in every conceivable direction. Including the junk drawer?? Did I really sort through all the nails & screws? Keep me out of the garage, says my husband.
This is inspiring!!
It’s all the husband, Blythe!! I take only nagging credits 🙂