Saturday, April 9, 2011

I Don't Want To Talk About Sheep Today

A. returned home last night, so I can happily surrender my role of Reluctant (and Somewhat Incompetent) Shepherdess and resume my proper role: Master Gardener.

Okay, maybe just Gardener.

We have tomatoes sprouting! WHEEE!!! The first little bent backs of the seedlings started appearing yesterday, and this morning there are several that have straightened right up and started to put out their little leaves. Which means I need to move them into some light now.

So far all the varieties have some germination except the Baby Cakes. Those were some old seeds, so maybe they're done for. But they're no older than the Black Krims, which have germinated like crazy. So no excuses, Baby Cakes. I want to see some germination from you slackers.

A few days ago when it wasn't actually raining I got out into the garden and commenced the Battle of the Weeds. Specifically, I weeded the asparagus bed. I had to do it before the new spears started appearing, because weeds get right in the middle of the remains of last year's stalks and have to be dug out. I probably dug out two dozen tiny dandelion plants, and I pulled up a LOT of encroaching chervil.

That chervil is pushy, man.

I also dug up some dock plants in other parts of the garden. That's always a fun rite of spring.

While I was out there, I checked on the progress of the lettuce, dill, and radishes I planted awhile ago. More germination! WHEEE!!! The arugula first, of course, because arugula is practically a weed and grows like one. But the other varieties of lettuce are also showing signs of life, as are the radishes. No sign of the dill yet, but dill takes forever to germinate. It will come.

Cubby and I went out to the garden yesterday to visit the lettuce and I gave him a taste of the tiny arugula leaves. He didn't spit them out, so I'll take that as a positive sign.

Incidentally, I never liked arugula, but it has grown on me and now I find it delicious. Proof that even my taste buds can grow up.

Except when it comes to liver. I'll never be THAT grown up.

That's all from the garden for now, poppets. Happy Saturday!


4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Signs of life...how exciting.

Daisy said...

I set up my tiny "greenhouse" yesterday. It's really just shelves with a plastic jacket, but the name on the box said "ultimate greenhouse" so I feel obligated to refer to it as such. Maybe I'll get the seed inventory done today. I'm way behind.

Lindsey at NW Backyard Veggies said...

It's always nice to get away from what we are obligated to do and head towards what we want to do. (Well, kinda....Lesser of the Evils?)
I love doing the "sprout count", and finally seeing something come up is always a trip. I feel like I haven't bungled the whole operation completely if I can get something to grow.

FinnyKnits said...

It's possible that people who enjoy liver are actually *too* grown-up.

Grotesque.

Congrats on the germination!