The kids and I decided to plant them as well as get a start on our summer garden.
Jude got the soil ready -- okay, and I helped a little, too.
Time to plant the cards:
Next, they needed a little water.
Gus the Bus laid around, taking it all in!
Next, we were on to the garden. The first year we moved here (so three years ago now) I was very meticulous in my gardening practices and had the *least* amount of success. Now we have this hogde-podge garden and it's been working out -- don't want to get too confident and jinx myself for this summer, though. :)
As you may recall, last October we posted this about our winter garden. I mentioned "collards galore" and frankly, this season was slim pickin's (no pun intended) for collards. We had plentiful kale and broccoli, though. The avocado tree that grew out of our compost pile did not survive, but I read that they generally don't in central Texas.
Back to the hodge-podge garden, Dan found some potato plants growing, again in our compost pile, and planted them. I was pretty skepical that this was the proper way to propagate potatoes, but, as it turns out, he was right. Here they are. We'll see what happens!
I found some green bean seeds laying around and the kids couldn't wait to plant them. I'm a novice when it comes to planting from seed (usually we plant transplants) so this was a fun little adventure for me. [Ah, how times have changed that I would call planting from seed an "adventure"!]
Indigo wandered around while Jude and I got the garden ready.
I read on the seed directions that the seeds needed to be soaked overnight. The kids were disappointed that they couldn't plant that day, but were eager to soak the seeds.
Jude and Indi planted the seeds today. Jude's big into a fireman stage, so he spent the entire day (at music class, at a restaurant for lunch and, of course, around the house, clad in firefighter garb)
As the saying goes, all good things must come to an end. Indigo got upset about something and we ended the gardening experience with her having a tantrum.
But, to end on a happy note, my petunias are still alive and my beautiful fushia from my dear friend, Mindy, is thriving