Not that I'm old! I'm not very old. But my back and my knees are old, and my get up and go got up and went. Inside, I'm still 17.
But spring is going to come again, I know it by the calendar, and the lengthening of days. I know it by the sunshine that heats up the area by the patio door, even though when I open that door and step outisde to enjoy the sunshine, I still wish for at least a sweater. There was snow on the ground again this morning. But spring will come.
And yesterday I did the thing that I sometimes do in the spring--I ordered seeds. Not as many as I often do, in fits of optimism. Not as many as I did even a few years ago when I first put in the raised beds at my former house. Not that many.
But when I came home from town Tuesday I spotted the cute little fiber cups for starting seeds in the house and I just thought that I wanted to get some things going. Some vegetable things. Some flower things. Some spring things.
And so I will. I ordered a type of tomato that's supposed to be a short-season grower and very popular in the Northwest, Mountain Magic. I've forgotten now. And some seedless Diva cucumbers. And winter squash of a variety that supposed to be able to germinate in cold mud--we seem to have an abundance of that around here--a squash called Sweet Meat Oregon Homestead. And a zucchini to make me progressively popular, and then unpopular with the neighbors. And a collection of pretty veggies and flowers--chard and nasturtiums and such--to grow in one of the cool bottom-watering containers that my son made for me last year (the ones he made are larger than in the link, made from the big Rubbermaid tubs we used to bring compost material home in). I got Shirley poppy seeds to plant in my yard and to share. I had them in my former yard, and loved them. I'm going to have them here, too. Not sure where I'll put the blue daisies or some of the other stuff I ordered.
I got most of my seeds from Nichols Garden Nursery, from whom my mom bought seeds when I was a kid, and I got three kinds from an ebay seller who has top ratings, called smartseeds, who specializes in novelty seeds.
I didn't buy a whole lot, but more than I can probably keep up with. But who cares? It's part of spring fever, and I am going to do my part, no matter how small it might turn out to be, to make the neighborhood both prettier and more edible.