In Idaho, winter seems to linger twice as long. It must like our small mountains and windswept plains. It certainly enjoys gnawing at the edges of our coats (and sanity) with dull, aching cold. Each snowfall sits atop the last, creating layers of crystalline snow and crisp ice that refuse to completely melt until June.
Due to the longevity of winter here, you can understand that the beginning of March does not make me especially happy. It only means that we have at least two months before I can legitimately think about planting a single seed.
However, when I see the days running longer, and we haven’t had a bad snowstorm for few weeks, my hands (or is it brain) get itchy. I want to play in the dirt. I want to be able to watch brown dirt turn to an organic quilt of green, blue and white. Beautiful spring colors!
So, because I’m itchy (wait, that didn’t come out right), I’m going to defy the laws of nature and plan my garden out anyway. I will spit in the face of the wintry wind and hope a frozen gob of ice doesn’t smash back in my face. Just love the imagery, don’t you? 😉
So far, I only have a few plants I am definitely planting: Laura wants broccoli, strawberries, and tomatoes. I want bell peppers (if those stupid birds don’t peck off all the leaves again), and Johnny-jump-ups. Maybe some other flowers will make their way into the garden as well. We might also end up doing zucchini, and perhaps a melon of some sort. Oooh, and squash. Hard winter squash that I can keep in my pantry for a while!
~rubs hands together in a thoroughly villianous manner~
Yeeesss. This will be excellent!
As for where, my friend has offered space in her backyard. They just moved to a very cool house with a great big backyard; it used to be a preschool. If that arrangement doesn’t work out because of my medical concerns and our hectic schedule, we can do the trusty pots on the landing method. Laura especially likes being able to pop out the door, go up the short flight of stairs, and water the plants to her heart’s content. Yes, we have had some overwatering. But she’s learning so much, how can I stop her?
I know I shouldn’t ask this, as it will only make my yearning worse. But call it morbid curiosity. How many of you are already planning gardens? Have you pored through catalogs or ordered on a whim from the internet Or, are you like me and buy seed packets from your local Walmart? Will your garden be big, little, or a collection of pots on your windowsill? Do you plan and organize it all out, or are you the type to throw seeds willy-nilly and enjoy the surprises that come? Please, share. If you don’t, I might plant some seeds in the snow out of sheer desperation.