Gardener’s have their methods of dealing with cabin fever during the Persephone months. We do a lot of chair and sofa gardening/continuing ed. We read about it, dream about it, order seeds, order plants, surf the internet, expand our knowledge, imagine improvements to our gardens and prepare fresh To Do lists thinking these will be more effective than they’ve been in the past, all the while biding our time until the first snowdrops emerge ( of the botanical kind not the meteorological ones) to signal de-hibernation.
But when that is not enough and a trip to the Caribbean isn’t in the offing the next best thing is a trip to a greenhouse. On Friday evening and a very cold evening it was, we headed to New Haven to attend a grand opening of a new greenhouse at Yale’s Marsh Botanical Garden. Inspired by this event (and noting that more than a few plant specimens bore labels from Logee’s Greenhouse) we headed to Logee’s the next day to get another fix of chlorophyll. Next weekend we might head to the NY Botanical Gardens.
Brugmansia at Marsh Botanical Garden
Pitcher plants in the old greenhouse at Yale's Marsh Botanical Garden
Our seed orders are being filled and some little bubble-wrapped envelopes are appearing in the mailbox. This year, fearful that I would be tempted to go overboard, I practiced tremendous restraint by repeating the mantra “thrift, thrift thrift” as I prepared my list. I now grow suspicious that I may have erred on the side of stinginess. Andrew will remind me that our seed stock from last year is still filled to the brim and that’s only counting the shoebox storage. He will not remind me (because he will not tell me) that all those bits of brown paper bags that I notice peeking out of the baskets above the hutch (which I am too short to reach and too lazy to go through the effort of accessing) contain seeds that he’s indiscriminately saved. F1 hybrid? Open-pollinated? Oh its all the same to him in his experimental science-project world of gardening. Of course there are those lupine seeds that we surreptitiously swiped from the roadside on Campobello Island last year. Will they be blue? Pink? Who knows.. not having the best track record with lupines we’ll be lucky if we find out. At this point I’m tempted to forego all the fuss and just fling the seeds on top of the snow in the general vicinity of where we want them to be as this seems to be how they propagate on their own in nature. I doubt the germination rates could be any lower than those in our greenhouse.
Got eggs ?
For our local friends who like our eggs I’d like to come up with a way that you can log onto this blog and find out if we have eggs available so as to save you a trip over here and any ensuing disappointment. Sometimes the hens are laying, sometimes they’re slacking off (that’s a bit mean, they can’t help it when they’re moulting). If I can figure out how to post an image in the sidebar of a basket of eggs I’ll do it.
By the way, we presently have lots of eggs. The veteran hens are back into their routine and the 22 week old pullets are really going great guns so we’re getting about 20 eggs a day. There are three new colors in the mix; a pale blue, an olive green and an off-white, very elegant. As usual, the eggs are in an insulated cooler on the front steps along with the coffee can cash register. Stop by and see us.