Saturday, May 30, 2015
I have no recollection of ever entering a greenhouse as a child. I think the first time I ever stepped foot in one was when we were getting seedlings for our first garden here at our country home. I would imagine some folks have never entered one. They are missing a lot. The aromas are overwhelming at times. Plants can get the best of me too. They still confuse me somewhat. Yesterday, I went to pick up a few things we had missed last weekend. I was on a mission. i was supposed to pick-up a butternut plant, but I think I got a buttercup instead. They are quite a bit different. I'll know the difference come August. Elenka just rolls her eyes when I do things like this. We'll finish up getting the garden in this weekend. Mostly seeds like beans, beets, swiss chard and some lettuce to get in. Then it'll be all about weeding, watering and fighting off the groundhogs, if they show up. Although I've seen no evidence of them hiding under our outbuildings, I know they lurk.
Sometimes I just like to sit in a chair up near the plants and watch.
Gardens grow, you know.