Life in the Fast, oops I mean SLOW, lane!

Early spring is a period of waiting. I make my little seed pots from the seed catalogues. We sow the seeds and wait for the seeds to sprout.  We watch the weather each day and wait for it to be warm enough for all the seedlings to go outside into the sun. 

(Also waiting for a glasshouse but I have not collected enough old windows. These things take time.)  Then we wait for the ground to be warm enough to plant the brassicas. Onion sets go out this week. Their waiting is over!

Mama was allowed out into Pats Paddock for the afternoon as a special treat while we wait for her babies to grow a bit more. It was cold but sunny yesterday afternoon.  So here is another  pause.  A pregnant pause.  It may be a long pause but it is definitely pregnant.

Houdini’s baby girl was put to bed early.  Must have been naughty or something.  So she is waiting for night to fall.   Can you see the tip of her comb tucked in? All the Barn Hens are waiting for me to catch them and pop them into the chook house where the good feed is. There are too many of them running wild and they are beginning to look closely at the hundreds of seedlings that are lined up on the deck in the sun. Plus they must be laying by now and have hidden their nests well! And can you imagine the destruction that this mob could make in a vegetable garden! 

Good morning.

The day is dawning clear and cold again.  All that rain and snow that was forecast for the last few days did not eventuate.  Though I could have done with the rain.   Can you see the tinge of green in Mama’s shot? There is a little growth, just a promise. Still waiting for real growth.

Yesterday we spent all afternoon cutting, splitting and moving the wood pile. It is in the way of the new pig-sty. So the Wendy House is filling with prepared firewood again, which will wait for next winter.  I only light the fire in the afternoons now to cook dinner on and warm the house for the night. I am waiting for winter to Go Away.

I am taking the Old Codger in to have his stitches out this morning (No TonTon you cannot come) and after that it is into the garden for me!  I need to mix up some worm fertiliser for John’s tomatoes too.  We should visit the worm farm in the basement soon, so you can have a look! They are waiting too, like worms do!

Good Morning! Have an excellent day.

celi

76 responses to “Life in the Fast, oops I mean SLOW, lane!”

  1. Oh Celi! You just inspire me to try so many new things…even in my very suburban garden! I have all my seed pots doing great, but it never once occurred to me to make the pots myself–and out of the many, many seed catalogues that come my way. I can’t wait to do this now, you clever and resourceful teacher. I’m looking forward to the lambies, as are we all. Their birth will signal true spring! Blessings on your abundant day, Debra

  2. Love the photo of Houdini’s baby girl. Our morning began with a couple of short, sharp, shakes (earthquake) and mine with stirring up a sponge for oatmeal bread.

  3. love the paper pots! we really need to start doing that – such a great way to recycle! Hope your having a great day, and thanks for a wonderful story yesterday!!

    Jim and Mary

  4. Good morning, c! Waiting, and waiting and waiting. It all takes so long, doesn’t it? I love the shot of Mama, sheep on the ground and sheep in the sky! 🙂

    • Oh, poor Liz, i do sympathise with her, will you be able to have a garden in the new place? maybe you could buy her a pot of chives for the sill! They transplant well! c

  5. hi celi..have you ever shown how to make those pots and if not, could you? i would love to make some! i got an inch of snow and i am thrilled!

    • Oh .. you are so far away, that is exactly what i need, I have some and we will need to collect the rest from the junk yard .. it will be wonderful to have a glasshouse albeit a little one! c

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