movita’s veggie patch – progress report { 3 }
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Guess what? Nope. Guess again. Nope. Okay, I’ll tell you – we had sun this weekend! Almost two days worth. But there was a trade off. Yesterday, as we planted our containers (on a day which promised sun but instead delivered dark clouds), we could see our breath on the air. Yup. It was kinda like planting in March. Our hands were so frozen after arranging the plants in the containers, that I didn’t regain feeling in my fingers until bedtime.
On the plus side, things are happening in the veggie patch. The mesclun lettuce is starting to look like lettuce. Yup, real stuff-it-in-your-mouth lettuce. The peas are poking through, and we’ve got some strawberries in bloom. The onions are, as ever, thriving. We were feeling quite onion-proud until, when at Halifax Seed the other day, we saw onions spouting in their little mesh bags on the racks. Turns out onions will grow anywhere.
More rain forecast for much of this week – but with two shows coming up on the weekend, I’ll be up to my eyeballs in sequins and tulle. Here’s hoping you’ve had a happy weekend…
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Looking good veggie queen! You’ll be amazed how these little buds will turn into overflowing green within a month and you’ll be struggling to find places to put all of your lettuce. We have almost constant rain in England but we all have very successful veggie gardens. Our definition of sun and a plant’s definition are very different. It could also be because we use magical seeds that the pixie’s gave us after that night at the pub that we can’t fully remember.
Btw watch your eyeballs if they are indeed surrounded by sequins and tulle, that stuff is scratchy. Safety first my friend.
This England place you speak of sounds very magical. I had a stop-over at a train station in London and saw a take-down British police style. (It was very civilized.) Had I known about the magic seeds and the country’s obvious passion for all things iced, I would have made a point of staying longer.
I will wear safety goggles whilst working with the sequins and tulle. (Mostly to annoy 2.0.)
Well, your garden is doing much better than mine. We have zilch, Nada, nothing, zero coming up out of the ground. I’m beginning to to think that the seeds got washed away. I’m giving it another week and then I guess I will have to re-seed…great!
Oh no! This makes me very sad. Our carrots and chives have been washed away, and our bibb lettuce seems to have met the same fate. But at least we’ve got a little hope! Poor you. Oh this rain!
Well everything looks like it’s growing like mad. Except the carrots, but you never know, they still might make a late entrance. I don’t want to boast but we’re on our second lot of cut and come again lettuce and radish. Still no rain to speak of though, good job those little plants have us to water them.
I’m intrigued by your sequins and tulle. You should tell us more of the what and where and who. As in, what do you teach – ballroom, ballet, modern? And where and to whom? Do you wear a tutu and practice pas de deux? I think we should be told.
I teach ballet. I do not wear a tutu to work. (That would be weird.) I teach at a Conservatory of Performing Arts – that means a crap-load of kids with violins and stuff. I teach students aged 3 to 70-ish, beginner to advanced. When possible, I yell at children. Because it is fun.
So you’re like the lady out of Fame then, with a big stick! I can’t quite equate ballet teacher with a pasta eating, cake guzzling person – I though ballet teachers only ate lettuce (if it’s grown in their garden of course) Agree with the yelling at children bit 100%
Yes. I’m like the lady from Fame. You want fame? Well, fame costs. And right here is where you start payin’… in sweat.
All good ballet teachers have a healthy appetite. We need energy for all the yelling.
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