Seedlings in a Box

Since my last post the warm weather has prompted me to think about planting. So far I have been busy with my pots. I added some compost and peat moss to a large pot on my front porch and sprinkled in some mixed lettuces. Next I prepared some other pots for some spinach and tomatoes. I received a shipment of six heirloom tomato plants on Wednesday and so far I have been moving them inside and out to keep them from the cold and wind. Several weeks back I started some basil plants from seed. Basil sprouts quickly and grows well from seed. I have done this in the past and given some of the plants away to family. My seedlings have been ready to move into larger pots for days now but I didn't have anything to put them in. My daughter brought me a few pots to use but I have more seedling then those will handle. Then the other day I was in the garage and I realized that all I needed was a temporary home for my seedlings. I had some small boxes lying around and thought why not plant them up in a box. Re-use right? I had an attractive shallow box that some cologne came in, so I flipped the lid around and potted up my seedlings. Plenty of room for them to grow and the box will last as long as I need it to. Here is a photo; it makes me smile every time I look at it.

Spring has sure taken its sweet time!

Spring is finally here, I think! April is always and on again off again month. My birthday is in the middle of April and I can think back to warm sunny celebrations and cold rainy ones as well. I am glad it has finally warmed up. I am excited to be looking forward to planting a vegetable garden with Amanda, my daughter. I have kept my patience up, since some months back I ordered some heirloom tomato plants I have decided it will be time to plant when they arrive. I have to admit that I think I might plant some lettuce in the large pot by my front door.

Patience has been a virtue I have practiced a lot lately. It has been a stretch to finish my 15 credit hours in school this semester. I just keep reminding myself I will be 10 hours away from being finished once this semester is done. Of course my other frustration has been that I have no job. I do not miss my old job, in fact in some ways I wish I would have never taken it, that is a long story. For now I keep sending out resumes and telling myself the right job will come along. Sometimes that voice is very small and I can't hear it very well. Oh well, who knows, maybe just like the final arrival of spring I will finally stumble on a job!