We started some seeds today.
It’s gray outside again, and it was good to remind ourselves that spring is not just something we made up to make ourselves feel better. On Sunday, I’ll see if I can rejuvenate one of my old raised beds and get some lettuce going. I’ve been craving salad, but can’t justify going out just for that.
It also feels good to be doing something that so many others are doing. I can’t join the sewing party, because, embarrassingly, we have so much stuff stored that we’ve lost track of the machine. But so many people are taking an interest in being more self-sustaining that there has been a run on fertilized chicken eggs (or at least, so I heard, but I don’t remember where, so I can’t cite that one.)
It’s hard to pull together, as nations must in a time of crisis, when you have to stay apart. I’m not the first person to notice this. But I was surprised at how connecting it felt join many of my neighbors in something. Perhaps, tonight, we’ll join the 8pm howl.
So I invite those of you who are planning on starting a garden, be it in your backyard, on the balcony of your apartment or condo, or, if nothing else, in a sunny window, to attach pictures in the comments. Let’s share this.
Signing off. Take care of each other.