I went to bed last night happy in the knowledge my sweet had had a lovely birthday and full of bold plans for diligent studenting and firmness of resolve and concentration.
I awoke this morning to blue, blue skies begging to be enjoyed. So to reward myself for at least getting started, after an hour or two I ran outside with some seed packets and a bottle of seaweed extract and got to sowing.
Down today: carrots, parsnips, broccoli (crown and purple sprouting), Brussel sprouts, lettuce, spinach, parsley and basil, as well as some Morning Glory and sundry flowers. I also sowed another couple of pepper, tomato and eggplant seeds as not all of them took the first time.
Indoors my zucchini is nearly large enough to be transplanted to a larger pot and my tomatoes are all developing third and fourth leaves, which is brilliant! I’m going to wait another three weeks, till I can be just about certain there will be no more surprise overnight frosts, before planting them out.
Normally I don’t feel like I’ve really done enough if I don’t come in caked in earth, but this morning was especially messy work as in moving my pots around I came across some GINORMOSLUGS that had to be dealt with swiftly and remorselessly. Damn slugs. They, and some of their shell-bearing brethren, were thrown straight into the path of oncoming traffic, and their eggs were squished, as many as I could find. I am determined to find a non-toxic way of keeping them at bay this year, because I have a small feeling this is only the start of a long and ugly war.
ETA: If only I had come across this gorgeous hand-turned dibber before venturing out this morning! What fantastic workmanship. I’ve wanted to be a woodworker ever since my 7th grade Design and Technology classes where I became utterly enamoured with how lathes work. Take a look at Diggiwoodturner’s profile page! A woodturner after my own heart!
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