It’s that time of year again – time for seed starting! I don’t know if you remember, but we’ve actually added another four beds to the garden this year. Yep, we’re crazy. Totally nuts. Over-achieving, certifiable garden nuts.
The thing is it takes a whole heck of a lot of planning to fill all of these spaces with plants.
And I am so, so, so lucky that the DreadBrewer has a passion (not to mention an exceedingly nerdy talent) for garden planning. Because if I had to come up with lists like this, I would throw in the towel and we would grow whatever crap plants they had at the local hardware store.
Not only does DB take the time – every year – to compare between his 20+ garden catalogs and 10 or 12 gardening books before deciding which cultivars we’re going to grow, but he also then organizes it based on plant, cultivar, where to purchase the seed, and when we need to start our seedlings. It’s mind boggling the effort he puts into this.
(In case you were wondering what I actually contribute to this venture, I fulfill the essential functions of kid wrangler, official tool holder, and manual laborer.)
Last weekend was our first big seed starting weekend. Alas, I remember the good ol’ days when we first started our garden and we had no small fiends running rampant and we got to do everything together. This year, the girls and I let Daddy have a few much needed hours of peace to start the broccoli, cabbage, cauliflower, and eggplant. He was supposed to start the peppers too but ran out of time.
And since all of his hard work means fresh fruits and veggies for us, we were very happy too.
If Mother Nature cooperates (ha!) and we can finally triumph over the voles (ha! ha!), his brains and my brawn should mean we have a pretty amazing garden this year.