After my eye doctor appointment this morning, I stopped to buy plants for the garden. I know you probably don’t care about this, but I wanted a least one positive garden entry this season since it’s usually doom and gloom with the pestilence and the who knows what the heck. So, before I plant a thing, I’m feeling hopeful that this is going to be the season that pleases me most about vegetable gardening. Remind me of this when I’m bitching in August.
I picked out some heirloom and a pink girl variety of tomatoes. Hopefully, I won’t end up with Frankentomatoes because I’m putting a hybrid next to an heirloom. Assuming that the tomatoes do anything this year is a BIG assumption on my part. I also bought two eggplants. I had hoped for ichiban, but ended up with the regular ol’ globes. I also purchased some peppers–a few hot and a few not. Finally, I went a little nuts on herbs: parsley, tarragon, basil and thyme.
We have an onion that has sprouted in the pantry so that’s going out there for fun. I’m going to transplant some of the beans out of the compost pile and I have to move a bunch of chives that survived the winter. All of that is for later in the week when it warms up again. The all-day rain yesterday has really made the weeds go nuts in the garden spot. I think I can finally see some of the lettuce I planted out there several weeks ago. I find it a bit dodgy to weed when new plants are coming up because I worry that a weed and a baby lettuce look too much alike. But, I’m going to give it a whirl in a couple of days when things have dried out a little.
Tomorrow I’m painting the front porch. This week is full of ambition.