I always think autumn is my favourite season. Until April rolls around. Then I remember why I love spring best of all. The grass is so green, the trees are full of buds, plants are popping out of the ground. Even when the weather isn’t so warm, I want to open all the windows just to hear the birds singing again. And when I do, Chad follows along behind me closing them all back up again. I opened a window just now because he’s not here.
Once again, the seeds I planted last month have exceeded my very low expectations. I’m not sure why I doubt a seedling’s ability to grow. It happens all the time. And yet I’m still shocked when it happens here. There are plenty of seeds that have done absolutely nothing and I will have to replant a few things, but overall, the growth has been amazing.
All of this growth means that our grow zone is bursting at the seams right now. I spent most of Saturday potting up tomatoes, which really crowded the shelves.
I apologize for these pictures. I know they’re terrible.
Potting up took way longer than I thought it was going to take, but it felt so good to have my hands in the dirt again. The radio was on, the girls came outside to enjoy the weather, and Chad was working on stuff in the greenhouse and the shop.
The herbs are also growing like crazy and I think I’ll be potting them up this week.
Even the peppers are growing. I hesitate to talk about them too much because I don’t want to jinx them. Maybe they’ll pose for some pictures later this week.
And now, even though the sun is still fighting through the clouds, I’m going to go hang out a load of laundry. Yay for spring!