Day one of a new season and it feels like an opportunity for a fresh start of some sort, so long as I get off on the right foot. I always start spring on the 1st of September as it feels right for the weather conditions – although parts of the south woke up to snow today – but that is more of an anomaly than the usual. Besides, I can’t wait another three weeks for the equinox – that is just asking too much from my impatient soul. So, there it is – spring starts today.
If there is only one thing that absolutely must be done today – it is to sow the tomatoes. I would be most annoyed with myself if I missed this moment in time. Not that it is the only day to sow them, but it is a spring day tradition of mine. It is like the blowing of the starters whistle… ready, set, go! And to be honest tomatoes are the star of the show really. All other crops are exciting too, don’t get me wrong, but I will steadily sow them over the next week and get them done that way. The thought of standing there for hours and hours in the greenhouse no longer seems like a fun way to do things. So, if I break it into manageable sized chunks they all get done with a degree of enthusiasm.
Besides some of my seeds still haven’t arrived and are stuck in the midst of a post office sorting centre. I have complained and so I wait, hopefully I don’t have to wait too long. I’m toying with the idea of re-ordering the whole lot again, but that would mean paying for them again and running the risk of them getting lost again. Fortunately, the seed sowing window is wide open at this time of year. Fingers crossed they get here before the window closes or there will be gaps in my garden.
This season has a lot of weight on its shoulders this year, it has been a difficult year and so the hopes and dreams of a garden full of life and produce, to distract from the troubles of the world is a lot to ask. As always I hope this season is that perfect one, with just the right amount of rain, that falls at night, the pests and diseases are low or even better absent from the garden. The plants grow big and strong and produce the most bountiful harvest, breaking records and tasting fabulous. Although at this point I would just be content with no more storms!
Come again soon – spring has sprung!
Sarah the Gardener : o)