Almond of Bloom
May. 19th, 2021 09:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ismoI slept pretty well, but not long enough, thanks to an enterprising neighbor and his cacophony of power tools at 8 am. I did a random and badly organized grocery shopping, stuffed the food into the refrigerator without cleaning it first, as was my original plan, and then ran out of gas. I was doing a final editing pass on a story, but found it hard to focus, so I only got halfway through. It was hot today. Well, I should say warm, because it was still under 80. It will be hotter tomorrow. I obsessed about garden fence. Finally, the Sparrowhawk and I came to a conclusion, and he kindly ordered some prefab fence panels for me. It's more expensive than getting a roll of wire fence and some posts and doing it myself, but it's a lot less work. I just don't have time to make my own everything right now.
I wanted a nap so much, but by the time I had the opportunity, it was too late. Some aspirin and a big glass of water helped a little. I bought some fresh whitefish at the store, and the Sparrowhawk kindly baked it with lemon and herbs as he does, and it was good. But I was still so sleepy. Nevertheless, I dragged myself out into the garden again. I had soaked some bean seeds overnight, as per the instructions on the back of the packet, and I had to plant them, or they would have just gone all waterlogged and died. They still may die--who knows! But at least they're already buried. I also planted three Tigger melon starts, and four teeny weeny fennel plants, and put seven extra tomato plants into seven pots filled with the extra soil mix. They are completely unprotected by fence, so I hope nothing will eat them. Mel Bartholomew, my square foot garden guru, says that you should put your seedlings out as soon as they have their secondary leaves, because otherwise they will get rootbound. So I'm taking his word for it--hope it works. The tomatoes I planted yesterday are looking very perky, and I swear they've grown a couple of inches in just two days, so maybe he's right. I didn't plant the things in the approved well-organized manner, though. The spacing is just a little bit random, because it was so hard to get into the space, given the impromptu nature of my fencing. I was hurting my joints as I crouched and crept and stretched. Oof. To steal a phrasing from Dr. Samuel Johnson, gardening, like marriage, is the triumph of hope over experience. I've probably said that before, and so have a lot of other people, but I'm saying it again.
I wanted a nap so much, but by the time I had the opportunity, it was too late. Some aspirin and a big glass of water helped a little. I bought some fresh whitefish at the store, and the Sparrowhawk kindly baked it with lemon and herbs as he does, and it was good. But I was still so sleepy. Nevertheless, I dragged myself out into the garden again. I had soaked some bean seeds overnight, as per the instructions on the back of the packet, and I had to plant them, or they would have just gone all waterlogged and died. They still may die--who knows! But at least they're already buried. I also planted three Tigger melon starts, and four teeny weeny fennel plants, and put seven extra tomato plants into seven pots filled with the extra soil mix. They are completely unprotected by fence, so I hope nothing will eat them. Mel Bartholomew, my square foot garden guru, says that you should put your seedlings out as soon as they have their secondary leaves, because otherwise they will get rootbound. So I'm taking his word for it--hope it works. The tomatoes I planted yesterday are looking very perky, and I swear they've grown a couple of inches in just two days, so maybe he's right. I didn't plant the things in the approved well-organized manner, though. The spacing is just a little bit random, because it was so hard to get into the space, given the impromptu nature of my fencing. I was hurting my joints as I crouched and crept and stretched. Oof. To steal a phrasing from Dr. Samuel Johnson, gardening, like marriage, is the triumph of hope over experience. I've probably said that before, and so have a lot of other people, but I'm saying it again.
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Date: 2021-05-20 01:27 pm (UTC)