Into the Garden, Finally!

This week, I was able to plant lettuce in my garden and then, for the first time ever, two main crop tomatoes from Burpee didn’t hatch at all. I am scrabbing to find replacements. I never had trouble with tomatoes germinating before. I wonder what went wrong.

I did find two other packages of other maincrop tomato seeds, not ones I’m very excite4d about, and started them. Also, zinnias and cosmos for the pollinator garden and two different marigolds, one short a one taller. I wrapped Stephen’s birthday present and a candy egg. He likes them. Next week, I’ll wrap Woody’s. We are having frugal birthdays with the economy so likely to tank. Worrying about Social Security, which we both get but for how long? Our co-presidents are threatening security for many of us who worked hard and thought we okay.

Two people explained to me that the extreme right now in charge doesn’t deny climate change in reality, just in public. They want it. They want the whole arctic to melt so that there is a nice big northern Passage finally so that the U.S. and Russia can use it for profit. Let the polar bears, the narwhales, the walruses, the Inuit all die, just like they are culling the herd of us people at home. They don’t any longer need us. In the near future, AI will do many jobs a lot cheaper with no demanding benefits, health insurance, living wages, etc.

Spring is here and that part of living I am enjoying. The nightly news makes me sick. Keeps me awake. Fills me with foreboding and disgust. But nature, which they will destroy, that soothes and heals me. Gardening helps me endure; that which our country is becoming terrifies me.

I am glad it’s spring, because that does help.  A stately deer was in the dead=end road our house is on yesterday. Normally we see does and their fawn[s] and the yearling helping.  Gardening eases my mind. Nor that any of it changes anything. They aim to destroy nature for profit and power. Sometimes I prefer animals other than human. Sometimes I think something is inherently wrong with our species. We’re incredibly destructive. Perhaps we’re at an evolutionary dead end.

Friday, I planted seeds in my garden again That included seeds of two kinds of arugula, radishes, red mustard and garden cress. Then I transplanted loose head chinese cabbage I’d started in February. Woody planted 3 rows of leeks in his garden. This weekend doesn’t look inviting, but Tuesday, we should start moving more seedlings out of the greenhouse into the soil.

Today we’re having a small birthday party for Stephen and me. Usually Karen is also celebrated, but she’s off in New Jersey and won’t return to the Cape for a couple more weeks. I’m cooking a spoon roast, scalloped potatoes from Julia Child, garlic creamed mushrooms and Woody is making his popular Caesar salad. Tasha is making crab cakes. I’m making a vegetarian dish of pumpkin and gruyere and white beans for Mitch, Stephanie’s older daughter who is visiting from LA and prefers veggies and/or fish to meat.

If felt really good to be outside working. I have been feeling housebound all winter long.