I know “sanguinity” is not a word, but it should be, combining optimism and sanity to describe my garden therapy. Not just a hobby. Plus it’s free and it pays.
Sorry about that yesterday. Too much time to think. Once I get back into the garden, things get a little more upbeat and positive.
In the meantime, I eke out some growing things wherever I can. Just a couple of days ago I started these lettuces and greens for a mini-salad bar, and look at them already! I won’t even have to fend off rabid rabbits.
Same with this little Thai basil I started hydroponically–it didn’t waste any time.
My orchid is still happily showing off its colors. Orchids are in it for the long term.
And even though I didn’t grow this butternut squash (which I yummily roasted), of course I saved the seeds to add to the row in Avdi’s garden. (Also, baking it helped warm up my chilly apartment. I had turned the heat off, but it really chilled down outside, into the 30s at night. I’m glad I held off moving the tomato and pepper plants outside.)
It’s pretty obvious where I’d rather be right now, is it not?