Tracking expenses this month, I noticed that Winter has no dampening effect on the gardening bug. During the thaw before New Year’s, I visited Migardener garden store for inspiration (and vegetable seeds), used a Christmas gift card to purchase planting bags, and began reading the bonsai book a friend gave me. I’m waiting on this month’s orders: daikon radish seeds, a paper pot mold, rock-wool, and a sower.
I like to blame peer pressure.
If you are picturing a gang wearing gardening gloves and wielding hoes and thatch rakes, you would be almost right. Just add a goth lady interested in Victorian-era heirloom plants and a fruit farmer with a penchant for dahlias.
I laugh at myself because La Casa de Tontería has a tiny garden plot in front, shaded by oaks, and only slightly better conditions in the back. Yet when my online group shares photos and seed catalogs, it’s so hard not to caught up in the enthusiasm. Just this past weekend there was talk of grow lights, blue hosta roots, black hollyhock seeds, how to use a juniper seedling as a bonsai starter…
In other words, the stuff that dreams are made of!