Green Goddess

I only barely started feeling human again today. The elf beating seemed to be wearing off, and I managed to get some stuff accomplished. After the doctors appointment we walked outside. I stopped still, stiff as a pointer, sniffing the air. It smelled like planting!

My gardens have been neglected in the face of conflicting scholastic and parental obligations. It was on my list to work on both the gardens and the seriously neglected stated of domestic affairs in my house this week... sometime. (otherwise known as ya, don't hold your breath) But the dropping barametric pressure was a spur to the flank I couldn't ignore.

$40 in bedding plants later, I was on my way to the garden. The kids helped fetch and carry, then disappeared to play for a while, reappearing to help put plants in the ground and water them. 3 hours later, I'd gotten in 13 tomato plants, 3 sweet potato plants, 8 red cabbage, 8 green cabbage, 7 hot banana peppers, 4 Jalepeno, 3 yellow bell pepper, and 2 yellow squash. The plots went from looking like the neglected step-children of the community gardens to looking downright respectable. There's still a bunch that needs to be done, but that's a chunk! The potato plants already put in (around Good Friday, of course) are looking really great, although the yukon golds are looking a little whipped on from the transition to coddeled pail existance to being out in the direct sun. They should recover tho. The russets are looking downright cheery.

And, because I apparently don't know when to quit when I'm behind, I put two pepper plants in the ground in the home garden. As long as nothing dreadful happens like The Great Garden Massacre of 2004, I anticipate having a really great harvest this year, and to do some freezing, drying, canning and saucing mormon style like the Ridge Mamma I am. I am all aflutter.