Winter Sowing

Winter sowing is a fun and easy way to scratch that gardening itch during the coldest of seasons while giving your garden its best possible future. It’s a win-win endeavor for everyone involved, so why not give it a go? It’s not too late to start!

Here’s how:

Gather a bunch of empty one-gallon water jugs and drill 4-5 drainage holes in the bottom of each one.

Next, use a pair of kitchen shears or a box cutter to cut around the jug, starting and ending at the base of the jug handle. Leave about one inch uncut so that the jug hinges open at that spot.

After cutting around the jug, fill the bottom with potting soil and sow your seeds there, following the directions on the seed packet. With a Sharpie marker, label a plant stick with the seed type and push that in the soil as well. If you don’t have ready-made labeling sticks, popsicle sticks will work just fine.

Sprinkle the seeds with a bit of water and then seal up the circumference of jug with duct tape, leaving the cap of the jug off. Use your Sharpie to label the outside of the jug with the seed type again. I also like to put the plant height and sun preference here, too. This helps me to figure out where to put the seedlings when they are ready for planting in the ground.

Find an out-of-the-way place outside to put your little terrariums, and let Mother Nature do the rest. Just set it and forget it! By providing this protective shelter for your seedlings, you are giving these little guys the best chance for a good start and a strong growing season.

At this point you can start thinking about where these sprigs will go once they are ready to plant. You can easily prepare a few new garden beds for them during this interim period, and all you need to do so is a cardboard box!

First, think about where you want a new garden bed to be. Once you know where you want to start a new bed, lay pieces of cardboard (old flattened boxes) on the ground covering that area. Layers of newspaper will work as well, if cardboard is not accessible.

Next, lay unopened bags of topsoil on top of the cardboard to hold the cardboard (or newspaper) in place. This will prevent anything from growing in the covered area, and the topsoil will also provide extra soil for your new bed when you are ready to plant. Leave the area covered like this for weeks or months until you are ready to plant your seedlings.

When your sprouts are ready to plant, open the bags of topsoil in the new area, and dump the topsoil directly onto the cardboard underneath, and plant your seedlings there. The remaining cardboard on the ground will help to keep other formerly established plants from growing, giving your babies added time to get rooted without competition. You can add compost to the topsoil mix for an extra vitamin boost at this time if you have it available.

Now that you have a good idea about how to plant, where to plant, and how this whole process works, feel free to check on your seed jugs as the growing season approaches. You can always sprinkle them with a bit of water if they look dry as the weather warms. When the time is right, you will begin to notice the seedlings starting to sprout in their protective vessels. So exciting! When the plants are a few inches high and your beds are ready, open up your self-made terrariums, take out your seedlings all in one piece, and set them in the ground in the area that you have prepared for them. You can also gently break the growing clumps apart to spread and thin them out if that suits your needs better.

Think about cultivating native pollinator plants to give the flora and fauna in your area the best chance for a sustainable and productive life while helping our planet as well.

Happy gardening!

Egghead

My husband runs circles around me in the kitchen. However, there is one culinary area in which I far surpass him, and that is because I have a secret weapon that he does not possess.

I have a built in egg timer in my brain.

I make a perfect hard-boiled egg every time.

No timer needed.

No attention needed.

Just right.

BAM!

Here is my recipe:

Put an egg in a pot.

Fill the pot with water to cover the egg.

Turn on the burner and bring the water to a slow boil, then shut the burner off.

Now, just let the egg sit there, relaxing in the hot water. Do whatever else you need to do in the kitchen at this time.

When a thought of the egg pops into your head again, that means the egg is done.

Run it under cool water until cool enough to handle, then peel and eat.

Presto!

You’ve done it again!

Another perfect egg.

Drunken Spring Haze

Balanced between equal day, equal night

a super moon nigh for a promising sight

the shift of the seasons – miraculous thing

no question, my favorite is this one-

it’s spring

The light so expands and the warming, it swells

if you’re in a bad mood, I’ll be hard-pressed to tell

everything’s brighter – the outlook – pure rosey

winter? good-bye –

’cause I’m so tired of “cozy”

I wanna go out without layers upon more

that add fumbled minutes to get out the door

to fling it wide open – burst out from within

without needing ‘nothin

but one layer thin

the walls of this house disappear, fade away

no barriers ‘tween

and I like it that way

the outside wafts in

on the lightest of breeze

caressing the buds

on awakening trees

I feel like my world is expanding ten fold

for ending my cloister away from the cold

So please, if you do, notice me in the spring

my halcyon season;

I love everything

How can you be sad

on this day of all days?

Don’t ask me!

I’m floating in drunken spring haze.

Two True

Blog fog

Flow – no

Why? sigh

Busy tizzy

Tired mired

Taut thought

Blank tank

Rest best

Ahhhhh…..

New view

Shifting lifting

Clearing nearing

Mind find

Poem roam

Glimmer shimmer

Slew-o duo

Grow slow

Go whoa

Write might

Done fun

I won

Magic Carpet

Stepping into the hush I pad toward an open section of floor, assimilating the mood with my soft, muffled steps. Stooping over, I unfurl, watching orange sherbet splash out against burnished wood of the smooth floor.

Straightening to upright, I drift to the corner near the window for blocks, lavender in color – startled at how something with such heft can weigh so little – and then also a curled-up indigo strap from the wicker basket nearby. Tucking both under arm, I cross the room and lift a fringe of woven threads from softly piled hues in another corner and make my way back, navigating through flat parcels of color splayed in neat rows, making it easy.

Settling onto Creamsicle orange, I stretch, placing the lavender cubes just beyond the forward corners of my space and rest the strap atop one – a loosely coiled cobra, lazily asleep.

Peeling off worn socks, I ball them up and put them aside, off of my space, and tuck my folded blanket underneath, offering me lift and comfort. Pretzeled legs raise my knees to meet my outstretched hands which rest palms up, right there.

Ah.

Here – now.

I close my eyes; my shoulders drop.

I go inside and my day leaves me with my exhale.

I let it go.

I breathe in peace and fill my heart.

Ahhhhhhh.

This mat anywhere is home.

Twelve square feet to nowhere and everywhere.

Yoga.