I had big plans for today, but it turns out ol’ Ma Nature did to. Seems she picked today to give us some real spring weather, as opposed to the premature summery weirdness as of late. Not that I’m complaining – March is supposed to be wet and cold and I would rather have normal than freakishly lovely. I know that sounds strange, given the amount of complaining I do about winter, but I have found the recent run of unseasonably warm weather a bit unsettling. Also unsettling was the thought that I would soon have to break out the shorts again and thus expose the world to the sight of my “winter” legs. But as it turns out it’s cold and blustery outside today, with the kind of rain that stings when it hits you, so after a bit of poking around I retreated to the house, looking for things to do, and with my legs safely hidden from view.
I have been sorting through all of my seeds and planning the garden for this year. I have also determined that I may have a seed hoarding problem. Of course, what one person calls hoarding, another may call “zombie preparedness”. I am that other person.
Sometimes you have to stop and take a look at what you have. You know, actually open jars and stuff. Here’s some parsnip seed I don’t remember saving, but yet there it is. Neat.
Once the kitties started digging through the boxes, it was time to put them away. And no, I couldn’t have just done it at a table. That would be too logical.
No signs of life so far in the trays in the windows. I look at them every night with a wee bit of excitement. I’m sure some of you out there know exactly what I am talking about.
Out in the garden there are a bunch of things I left that made it through the super mild winter. I’m so excited that the whole row of kale is growing again. Because, you know, I can save the seeds…
The brussels sprouts are back too, which is pretty darn cool. I’ve never had any overwinter so have no idea what to expect in terms of flowering and seed saving. Plus, these were a hybrid so will be a future experiment if I do get any seeds.
And since we’re outside, I might as well show you what Mr. S was doing before it got raining in earnest….my future chicken coop! This was the old pumphouse where they used to fill up the tractors. After a lot of dilly-dallying about fixing the roof in the old milk house to use as a chicken palace, we decided to fix this up instead so I can at least get a few chickens in the meantime. There’s going to be a fenced-off yard, and I figure I can stuff about eight or so in there.
And here’s the back side, because I find it so fascinating.
So that’s what I’ve been up to today – basically anything but cleaning my house. What have you been doing?