It’s been the longest, nastiest winter in my memory. It finally seems to be lifting, but even now, after four days of above-zero temperatures, the yards are covered with a thick cobbler of ice and mushy snow. Once this ice and snow melts, it will leave brick and mortar scree all over our front lawn and garden, residue from our February window replacement. Needless to say, nothing is growing. At least, not outside.
The only blessing of this wintry hell (and yes, it’s really gotten me down. I used to like winter. Not anymore) is the intensification of my pleasure at 1. watching things grow indoors and 2. anticipating the day they can go outside. For example, here are my collard greens.
I started them in February, and they’re happily humming along in the sunny mudroom. I’m hoping they’ll have time to get outside and grow big and strong before it gets hot around here.
Also in the mudroom, some alyssum and rapini…
…and the arugula, which I feared was lost when the overnight temperatures dropped to -15 (the mudroom isn’t much warmer than the outdoors). But no!
Our new windows have nice wide sills. The cats and the plants appreciate this. Here, Cat A stands guard over some thyme, dill, calendula and lovage.
I managed to coddle some herbs through the winter. I’m especially proud of the basil, which was quite spindly when it came inside in October. Look at it now! The marjoram is also hanging in there.
In the basement, I’ve set up a new grow-light system, and the results have been fabulous. I still have the old purple-bulb-lamps-and-shelf setup for emergency transfers when the main system gets too crowded, but the difference a real adjustable starter light makes is remarkable. I’ve also bought a couple of heat mats so that the peppers and later the tomatoes can stay toasty.
We’re expecting more rain today, so I’m hoping that the peas can go in their raised bed tomorrow or Monday, and then I’ll keep my fingers crossed that they can produce before summer descends on us. I’m very interested to see what this season has in store, as Nature seems to be hellbent on proving that we’re not the boss of her. (Note to humankind: Could you please stop trying to prove that you’re the boss of Nature, and maybe appease her with some nice new rainforests or virgin sacrifices or something?)