It is the first week in April but you would never know it to look outside. Yes, we have rain – and PLENTY OF IT, but the temperatures are hovering around the freezing mark.
In my basement are the fresh starts of tomatoes, peppers and broccoli just “itching” to put their feet into some permanent soil. According to the Almanac, our last expected date of frost is May 10th or basically right around Mother’s Day.
The soil has been resting for about 6 months, but will need to be given a swipe with the rototiller to loosen it up and to add nutrients for this season’s growth. At this point, I don’t foresee me getting into any of the gardens until probably after that.
The more I garden, the more I realize that patience is a huge part of my gardening arsenal. I can prepare, research, plan, sketch out new areas for plants I want to add, start seeds in February that will be ready for transplant in June, but if Mother Nature isn’t ready – everything comes to a halt.
In a way, this is just fine by me. With our fast paced lifestyles and busy schedules, it gives me an opportunity to slow the pace down and get back to what really matters in life. Ironically, most of my friends feel the same way. They work very hard, have families that keep them hopping, but when it comes to gardening we are all of the same mind – care for the earth and it returns to you a richness that is priceless.
I always got a kick out of my Grandmother. She was a very religious woman with a strong faith in God and pleasant demeanor. But, like all of us, she had her moments when circumstances would overwhelm her. In a moment of sheer frustration, she would tilt her head to the heavens and say, “Give me patient, Lord; but HURRY !
Happy Gardening !