In my moping about over the weekend (and then some) I drowned my sorrows by driving to the nearest nursery and buying myself a bunch of vegetables to plant. I had been toying around with the idea of a vegetable garden, but I kind of moved that into the ‘Next Year’ column in the grand to-do list of my mind. Until Atti’s monster teething just happened to coincide with an absolutely glorious Spring San Diego weekend. I am not made of stone. I couldn’t resist.
If I had been thinking clearly at the time, I would have remembered that we have a trip planned from tomorrow until late Sunday night and my schedule was packed solid already. I still don’t have a thing to wear to the wedding (why does no one make clothes to fit post-pregnancy boobs?), I’m actually toying around with the idea of sewing myself something to wear, I have a quilt to finish to take up with me for one of my dearest friends, I still have that shop update and the weather is not making pictures very easy, and now I have to squeeze in some major yard work. Clearly, I am insane, y’all.
On Monday I put a bunch of seeds out to start. There’s three different types of lettuce (I couldn’t find Arugula, but I’m still on the case), carrots, spinach, and dill to make up for what got killed off in a sprinkler explosion last year.
Then I spent all day yesterday weeding and weeding and hoeing. My inner thighs are so pissed off at me today. Bear had to yank me out of bed this morning and be a spotter for me as I staggered down the stairs like Frankenstein. How can I just now be 30 and already my back and knees are pretty close to worthless. One of the many injustices in life.
I think this little plot is about 12′ x 8′, and once I got everything all prepped, I realized that I’m going to need a lot more than three little tomato seedlings, 1 pepper, 1 pea, and whatever makes it out of those little seedling pots. Time to go back to the nursery.
I planted this little persimmon tree at the end of last summer, and it ended up staying in it’s little pot for several weeks before I could get it in the ground. I was sure I killed it, but I planted it anyway just to see what it would do. A few weeks ago I saw little buds popping out and it seemed like such a miracle. Hopefully I’ll get to start eating persimmons come October.
In flower news, that pack of poppy seeds I threw out into the yard is now taking over everything. I don’t think I’ll have time to thin everything out before we have to leave, and I’m a little worried about what I’m going to come back to. As I was weeding yesterday, I realized that a lot of what I was pulling up looked pretty darn familiar. I think some of those seeds must have made their way over the wall and onto the ground next door. And it means that they managed to grow while underneath a table that used to live there. These poppies seem to like it here.
I know seedlings look small and lovely when first placed in, but don't crowd them. Remember that, say, tomato plants get HUGE.
And crazy? We knew that, that's why we love ya and we keep coming back here.
Good for you!! We pulled up our tiny patio in the back of our tiny condo and ended up with a tiny veggie patch. I'm finding it to be very therapeutic! Good luck with getting your seeds going!