More Garden Work
12 Mar 2025 07:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ursulas_alcoveIt seems like an age ago. I planted a tray of celery, chard, alpine strawberries, and foxglove. That was February 3rd. Most of these have a long germination time. It's been 5 weeks. Time to transplant what actually came up. I got at least 6 celery. There were 3 chard and a baby that might survive. I transplanted those this morning. Next week, weather gods willing, I'll start hardening them off. Monday night is suppose to hit 31 degrees F.
Today was full of other things. I slept late, unused to this much physical labor; oh, and that time change thing. Shower, dishes, feeding hubby, etc, the normal thing. I had to head to the farm today to pick up more milk. That meant making sure my glass jars were well washed and dry. While I waited, I started ricotta with yesterday's whey. I gave my husband some physical therapy , walking outdoors. I hope to build his stamina. We are both out-of-shape. Then off to the farm. By then, it was time to make lunch. He got one of the most beautiful frittata's I have ever made. The fresh ricotta was a nice addition along with onion stalk trimmings.
Tonight I fought with the rest of the area I had in mind for the strawberries. Nothing is easy. I had to dig out a hosta and I found a piece of old rug that once acted as a weed suppressant. I couldn't get it all out. I cut a sizable chunk though. Years ago, I probably thought it was real wool and would deteriorate, but no, it's polypropylene. Nasty. My victory was to get out all the invasive buttercups and plant 8 more strawberries.
I have more herbs to plant tonight into trays. Everything is a week behind outside. Normally my bloodroot blooms during this week. It isn't even up yet, not even the leaves, but the roots are there. The rhubarb doesn't even have shoots yet. I think that means I have another week before I have to plant tomatoes. All the potatoes need a grow bag. Each day there are more miracles coming up out of the ground. Inflation coupled with recession loom on the horizon with the stupid tariff situation. Today's miracle was that social security did arrive on schedule. Yay! The bees are happy with the coltsfoot, which is blooming a month late. They are in the snowdrops and crocuses too. The store had the meat I've been wanting. That means lasagna. It's been hard with the drought to find grass fed beef that doesn't taste gamey. The plants are staying outside tonight. It's their first camping adventure. There is still some goodness in the world.
Today was full of other things. I slept late, unused to this much physical labor; oh, and that time change thing. Shower, dishes, feeding hubby, etc, the normal thing. I had to head to the farm today to pick up more milk. That meant making sure my glass jars were well washed and dry. While I waited, I started ricotta with yesterday's whey. I gave my husband some physical therapy , walking outdoors. I hope to build his stamina. We are both out-of-shape. Then off to the farm. By then, it was time to make lunch. He got one of the most beautiful frittata's I have ever made. The fresh ricotta was a nice addition along with onion stalk trimmings.
Tonight I fought with the rest of the area I had in mind for the strawberries. Nothing is easy. I had to dig out a hosta and I found a piece of old rug that once acted as a weed suppressant. I couldn't get it all out. I cut a sizable chunk though. Years ago, I probably thought it was real wool and would deteriorate, but no, it's polypropylene. Nasty. My victory was to get out all the invasive buttercups and plant 8 more strawberries.
I have more herbs to plant tonight into trays. Everything is a week behind outside. Normally my bloodroot blooms during this week. It isn't even up yet, not even the leaves, but the roots are there. The rhubarb doesn't even have shoots yet. I think that means I have another week before I have to plant tomatoes. All the potatoes need a grow bag. Each day there are more miracles coming up out of the ground. Inflation coupled with recession loom on the horizon with the stupid tariff situation. Today's miracle was that social security did arrive on schedule. Yay! The bees are happy with the coltsfoot, which is blooming a month late. They are in the snowdrops and crocuses too. The store had the meat I've been wanting. That means lasagna. It's been hard with the drought to find grass fed beef that doesn't taste gamey. The plants are staying outside tonight. It's their first camping adventure. There is still some goodness in the world.
