Spring

Spring, oh spring.
How I have longed for your arrival;
Your gentle winds,
Your warming sun.
Your miracles.
Miracles of life and rebirth.

For the last week or so, I've noticed that the tulips, galanthus, and crocus have poked their heads out. The crocus were in their peak yesterday, and the galanthus, though quiet, have created quite the show!

Spring = rain, mud...ick! And I never believed that to be true until today. Heavy heavy rain. Sheet upon sheets of rain. Not a speck of sunlight. Pretty much tore the crocus from petal to petal, and flooded most of the beds. Oh well: I'll know where I need to add amendments lol

Seeds are starting to come up. Tomatoes, cannas, and Pumpkin-on-a-stick (Solanum integrifolium). The only problem is how to fit everything on the window ledge. You heard right, ledge, not sill. See my parents won't let me bring seedlings downstairs and I've basically have to do everythign in my room. The window ledge between the screen and glass (when you pull up the window) can fit a 4" pot. So I've had to open the window to let my seedlings get light. And there goes my mom complaining about it being cold. If the tomatoes ecetera can take those temps it definately isn't too cold. Had you guys let me bring them downstairs in front of the big sliding glass door, I wouldn't need to open my window.

And as a matter of fact: I don't see how I can't grow seedlings in the living room if you have peat pellets, and soaked cotton and seeds (none of which have sprouted and it's been 2 weeks+) if you can leave them on the kitchen floor and in the living room. parents these days. and my dad only does whatever my mom tells him to do. talk about being hen pecked.