I mean, look at this forecast:
It really doesn’t get much better than that, right? (Except when your central air conditioner is older than you are–I am not kidding–and you cosleep with a very large baby that feels like a giant space heater. A sweaty one. Attached to your person. It’s gonna get hot. I don’t mind the lack of AC generally; I just like to have a room AC for nights when cosleeping with an infant. We have casement windows, so we can’t even do that.)
There’s much to be done around here, and it looks like the weather’s going to cooperate. What’s missing, however, are enough adult bodies to get the work done. We so wish another family lived with us, so we could trade off child care/cooking and gardening/farming. It would be so fun and helpful and useful. (Any takers?)
Now that the last spring frost is behind us, we need to get all the summer plants/seeds in. The 30-ish surviving tomato plants are out in the hoop house now (which remains vented day and night). Basically, every plant that we want to grown can be planted now. Just need to do it. J’s knee is bothering him, and I usually have a little squirt to take care of, so not as much gardening is getting done. In that light, I’m really, truly trying hard to let go of the perfect garden this year. We will get more gardening experience under our belts, eat some great food, and try not to stress about getting everything right. That is very hard for me. We are cleaning the freezer and pantry of our food from last year’s garden, and it is so nice to have this bounty when you have an infant and no time to plant the things that should already be growing for weeks (like lettuce and carrots and radishes and kale and swiss chard and cabbage). It reminds me of how very much I want to grow all of our produce here, year-round, and how that’s not going to happen this year. But we will grow what we can, maybe surprise ourselves, and make up the balance at the farmer’s market. Canning, freezing, and dehydrating might be more difficult this year with Callan. But then, he is close to Ergo age now (I’ve worn him on my back twice already), so I can always use that trick to get preserving done.
If the garden ever gets planted.
Really, it’s not as dire as I make it sound. I just set high standards and perpetually fail. (Fun, yes?) We have about 40% of the garden filled with peas/garbanzo beans, potatoes (lots of potatoes!), and onions. I hope to get tomatoes, basil, cumin, peppers, and eggplant out in the next few days (all plants I started myself). In the coming week, I want to make a mass planting of lettuces, carrots, radishes, kale, swiss chard, broccoli, cabbage, squash, melons, and cucumbers. Yes, all that. I’m planning on sowing much of that right in the garden, so it shouldn’t take too terribly long. One plant at a time.
Our little gas push mower broke, so J couldn’t mow all last week. He just fixed it and is mowing now. It’s starting to look like a jungle out there. We need the clippings for the garden, to fight the weeds. Converting a wild field to a garden is not a task for the faint of heart, that’s for sure. We have more weeds than anything intentional out there. But since the mowing is important, planting probably won’t get done today.
Baby beckons. *sigh*