I've been reading a lot of posts about people's gardens this spring and feeling unbelievably envious. Miss Litzi, Jennifer and Brenda have posted some pictures, and Rootie, Ashley's Mom and Beki have been writing about their plans.
Me? I've just been waiting for the ground to be uniformly warm enough to start doing SOMETHING!
Up here at 9000 feet, our growing season is incredibly short. So while people in other parts of the world start getting tulips in April, mine start peeking their stalks out in early June.
But it is kind of cool to have gladiolas in August.
Anyway, whereas I used to have a huge veggie garden when I lived in the flatlands, the weather (and the critters) have made it impossible up here. I miss it.
Although I've been stubborn and planting and replanting bulbs every other year, I've also tried to make do with the native drought-resistant wildflowers---the ones that survive the Lookie Loos, that is. They have a certain charm, but I want rose bushes, dammit!
For the last couple of years, I've been planting Sweet Peas from seed in the spring in the sunniest spot on the property. Since I can't have lilacs or honeysuckle, I've been determined to make it work. By September last year, I had 6 blooms before the first snow.
Boy oh boy, I sniffed all the smell out of them!
So this year I decided to try something different. Yesterday I called around down in the city to all the garden centers, until I found ONE that actually had live sweet pea plants. They had 4 containers of 4 left. I begged them to hold them for me, packed up the guys and ran down there immediately.
The plants were large enough that they represented probably about 5-6 weeks in the ground here, from germination to an 8-inch growth.
Yippee! I'm so psyched!
Then this morning, believe it or not, I woke up to this:
It's a conspiracy, I tell you! A conspiracy!