Monday, March 03, 2008


Sunday dawned warm and bright. Blue skies, puffy white clouds, a warm spring-scented breeze.

I was in heaven! I flung open all the windows and let the early spring in. I worked in my gardens, cleaning out beds, planning new beds.

I sat on the deck and just absorbed the sun and the breeze, listened to the birds, watched my muddy pig sty horses sunbathing in their pasture.

Oh...and the urge, the barely containable URGE to plant things in the ground overtook me. I wanted to dig and plant and be happy in the plantings.

I made that mistake last year. I got too eager, planted too early and lost four basil plants and a few flowers in a late frost. I wasn't going to do that again, it's too heartbreaking.

So, we did the next best thing. I ran up to the store and picked up one of those mini-greenhouse thingies and a handful of seed packets. Unruly picked out the seeds because this year, she's getting her own little plot of land to grow stuff in. And she can keep her over-eager little mitts outta mine, where she is just as likely to yank a flower as a weed.

So we planted 72 little peat pots of impatiens, morning glory, forget me nots, canterbury bells and a couple others whose names escape me at the moment. And for a while, my urge to plant was satiated. For now.

Of course, now I must run back and get another mini-greenhouse thingy and some veggie seeds to get my veggie garden plants started. Because with the nasty snow forecast that's rolled in, I won't be getting back into the gardens any time soon. *sigh*


slackermommy said...

It feels like a cruel trick, doesn't it?

Wendy said...

Pictures, pictures, woman! Greenhouse thingy? Huh?

Jenn said...

slackermommy...and cruel, cruel evil trick.

Wendy...okay, okay! :P Pictures upcoming...'cause I have some of the horses all laid out in the pasture and sunbathing on our beautiful Sunday.