Our Easter Eggs
I am having the sinking feeling that Tired on Monday might be a common refrain around here until Busy makes his arrival. Boy howdy, just like all the books said, I am feeling pretty fatigued all over again. Tired is not very Heather. Once, in the early days of B and H, I flew out of the house to meet B at his car and said in a rush, "I am so full of GO!" which made us both laugh and is now a common phrase between us. Suffice to say, Busy is currently using my Go to do jumping jacks at 3 in the morning. Plus, in an especially awesome move I wrenched the hell out of my back and can now appreciate how much that sucks! It's getting better though, I know it.
Anyway, enough with the complaining! Fortunately I have an awesome husband who, after I tried to mulch the strawberries and ended up in the house crying due to aforementioned back pain, put me in our super comfortable lawn chair and let me be Garden Queen while he did all the work. We (the royal version) planted yellow onions, red onions, and leeks. Quite a lot of them, actually (a move we hopefully will not regret), and started our first pot of fingerling potatoes. Everything is looking great - the peas are up, the transplants (baby bok choy, green cabbage, red cabbage, broccoli, broccoli rabe, kale, lettuces, chard) look great, and the seeded bok choy, lettuces, and beets are all popping up. No word from the carrots yet, but those gals take their time. We are working on timing, a tricky thing in a space constrained garden. Will the peas be done by the time the peppers want to go in? Etc. We are also trying to be better about succession planting so that we can stretch things like lettuce and carrots and beets, but we are not awesome at that yet.
The indoor germination has been really WEIRD. Last year, I swear that every single seed we put in came up, leading to much transplanting and thinning and over-agonizing about whether to put in 20 basil plants or just chuck a few in the compost pile. This year it is true that 1) we planted fewer seeds per pot and 2) my parents arrived right in the middle of the planting of these seeds (this fact in no way implicates them in the germination weirdness, for real). And you would think that two adults could manage to converse with guests while planting some seeds, but I think this is actually not the case. I know for a fact that a few of the cells that were supposed to have squash seeds in them did not in fact have any seeds in them, I checked after three weeks! Ha. ANYWAY, the germination was weird. All three basil in one pot up like bunnies, and none in the pot next door. Operator error? Soil too warm? Soil too wet? Hard to say. The only thing that we did not end up with enough of are sweet peppers. Which is kind of an enormous bummer because I think those are one of the riskiest plants to buy from A Stranger since they are so stinkin' fussy about when they see certain temperatures, etc. We have a nice bunch of ancho peppers ready to roll though. We did drown in peppers last year, that much is true, but damn, they were so yum. Anyhoo. I did seed a second batch so I haven't given up yet.
This is pretty much the first year that a lot of our more permanent crops are strutting their stuff, namely rhubarb, strawberries, asparagus, our one remaining rockstar blueberry bush, and hopefully a few cherries and peaches. We are still not allowed to eat any asparagus, which is very hard, but we will get to eat rhubarb and strawberries for sure. Gah, I am so excited. The asparagus literally grow in front of your eyes:
Ok, that is not really the same asparagus, but it really does grow that fast in one day. Swear.
I was not too pathetic this weekend to appreciate the absolutely stunning weather we had. Seriously: stunning. The flowering trees just exploded across town, along with quince, forsythia, daffodils, and hyacinths. Our peach tree is in full bloom (leading me to suspect we planted one that wants to live in a warmer zone, oops) and across to street the World's Largest Weeping Cherry is putting on the annual spring show:
Hello Spring. Please stay.