Seeds are starting to sprout! So far we have cosmos, marigolds, broccoli, and cherry tomatoes. I am still waiting for the peppers, more calendula, and the larger tomatoes. After these sprout indoors I move them to the greenhouse. A month ago our nights were in the tens, but now that March is here we are in the 40’s at night and 50’s during the day. We are also having inordinate amounts of rain- the basement is currently flooding (measured in gallons, not inches thankfully) and there is a large pond formed just beyond our yard in the greenbelt. Our three- year-old was absolutely overjoyed to find out much of the backyard is under three inches of water and had fun leaping and jumping into puddles all afternoon while his dad filled sandbags to keep the water from flowing in under the doors.
I am over the moon excited about this greenhouse in my backyard. Unfortunately, when the greenhouse was built, I didn’t become instantly endowed with fantastic “greenhouse gardening” knowledge, and I’m learning my lessons this Spring.
For example, if you put seeds in trays of “seed starting mix” and wait for them to sprout, and then wait for their first true leaves, and then wait for those leaves to get a little bigger (or even unfurl) you will wait a long, long time.
These tomatoes have looked like this for roughly two months. Guess how much of that time I spent waiting for them before I transplanted what I needed into actual dirt? Yeah, about a month and a half.
Luckily, LOOK at this tomato start! Already in it’s second pot, just a few weeks after transplanting the sproutlet.
Let’s get another before and after.
Basil transplanted (do you think 43 basil plants is enough?) You can see which ones got a few weeks head start. I normally don’t get out for gardening until the baby goes to sleep at night. If he’s in his crib before the sun goes down, I get to play in the dirt!
The ground cherries are chugging along- I have a twisted history with ground cherries that once found me with 23 tomatillo plants in my yard. A bad case of mistaken identity. This might be the year I find out what they taste like!
Speaking of tomatillos, they’re going crazy- if it stays warm next week, I’m transplanting them before they do themselves harm.