The reality was a little more like this though. Saddened by how late I'm starting my seedlings this year I carted all the children outside a few days ago. They knocked over pots and spilled dirt, dug their hands in pots that already had seeds planted, threw full on fits whenever it was time to go inside, and tracked dirt all over the house. They broke my glass jar for seeds and were too excited to take naps at the appointed times. They put the seeds into wrong pots (that already had other kinds of seeds.) I'm not sure what we're growing where anymore. I (kinda) labeled them.
But seeds, oh they are magical, and I've (almost) forgotten already what it was like to plant them because I can envision them waking up and tender bright light green stems with their seed leaves reaching for light and little white roots reaching deep for moisture and nutrients. I can't wait for our garden to be full of thriving plants and teeming with yummy fresh fruits and veggies and herbs!
My kids do love gardening as much as I do. Serenity is just learning about the great outdoors and is in love.
|Putting mulch into a shovel.|
So, while my original plan was to not garden much this year the warm air of almost spring made me crazy. I suddenly have big garden plans that include tomatoes, bell peppers, green beans, lettuce, spinach, kale, jalapenos, garlic, basil, cilantro, rosemary, parsley, lavender, zinnias, butterfly weed, wildflowers, and (of course) sunflowers.
But I'm so happy about it. The children have pink sun kissed cheeks and they check on the seeds every day asking me, "Shouldn't something be poking out yet?" I have to tell myself and them to be patient... and dig more gardens to prepare.