2/23/2010 Seed Order Update

HODGKINS, IL, US	02/23/2010	1:19 P.M.	DEPARTURE SCAN
	02/23/2010	7:03 A.M.	ARRIVAL SCAN

Sisterhood of the traveling seed packets. And soil blocker.

SHREWSBURY, MA, US	02/20/2010	6:21 A.M.	DEPARTURE SCAN
	02/20/2010	1:16 A.M.	ARRIVAL SCAN
WATERVILLE, ME, US	02/19/2010	8:41 P.M.	DEPARTURE SCAN
	02/19/2010	7:39 P.M.	ORIGIN SCAN
US	02/19/2010	5:38 P.M.	BILLING INFORMATION RECEIVED

Feb. 21, 2010: Started: Russian Red Kale, Late Flat Dutch Cabbage, Mustard Greens, and Collard Greens.

Garden 1/24/10

Well, it's about time. I'm planning to post what I did in/for/related to my growing things - on this blog. I've always planned to keep a garden journal, so maybe this one will stick. We shall see.

Sunday, January 24, 2010 35 degrees at 2:15PM Partly cloudy
Today I watered Figaro, my fig tree which Mom brought me as a start a number of years ago. Figaro produced many figs last summer, for a tree of his (her?) size. Figaro lives in the garage in the winter. This is the second time I've watered this winter. I'm paranoid I'll lose Figaro if I a) don't water enough in the winter or b) plant him. I will have to do b) this year I am fairly sure, as he now needs water (in the summer) every day... not enough soil left in the whiskey barrel

Cool find - thanks, Corinne!

Spring is approaching - thank goodness!!!

Well, my link has been dropped from Kate's blogging buddies list - a sure sign I need to post! Somehow I don't think blogging is my "thing" but I sure enjoy reading other people's! I'm much more likely to post things on facebook, as it's not nearly as labor-intensive, and I don't have to write about myself...

Anyway, without further ado, here are a few photos of some of my flowering house plants - sure sign that spring is approaching. It's neat how the lengthening days trigger these puppies to bloom, even though the temperature hasn't changed much.

Harvest season

In America, the carved pumpkin was first associated with the harvest season in general, long before it became an emblem of Halloween. The poet John Greenleaf Whittier, who was born in 1807, wrote in "The Pumpkin" (1850):

“Oh!—fruit loved of boyhood!—the old days recalling,
When wood-grapes were purpling and brown nuts were falling!
When wild, ugly faces we carved in its skin,
Glaring out through the dark with a candle within!"

See my flickr set "Pumpkins, pumpkins, everywhere" for photos.