Spring Ahead

Yesteday I had urges to dig in the dirt. Throwing caution to the wind, I took my boys out in the late afternoon to OSH for some garden plants and seeds. It turned out to be just the perfect thing for all of us because when we got home, we hung out in the front yard and planted a dish garden with grass seeds (to make an Easter table decoration—it will eventually have a little bunny romping in it and maybe a pond). Since it was after 5 p.m., we decided the rest of the plants we bought would have to wait until tomorrow. 

My mother stopped by to visit us. The boys splashed in the water until daddy arrived home. Asher had about 3 inches of water in a plastic bowl that entertained him for an hour. Lucas ran around the yard flinging water from a green watering can. He spun around, pretending to be a sprinkler. Eventually, he just poured the water over his own head, and enjoyed it so much, he then did it a bunch more times. By the time Ian got home from work, they were both soaked from head to toe. Grandma was a little surprised that I let them play in the cold water in March, but she got over it. 

Being out in the elements was balm for all of our souls.

Here are some spring pictures I took today.


Today, Lucas had a play date with Andrew. We (perhaps optimistically) planted a spring garden together! My kitchen garden patch of dirt now sports 24 small green plants:
* 6 kale
* 6 lettuce
* 6 sugar snap peas
* 2 zuchini
* 3 bush beans
* 1 lemon boy tomato


We sang to the plants as we put them in the earth. We said welcome to the garden and told them to grow strong and true, and to give us lots of yummy food to eat. We marveled at all the earthworms we found, and were pleased that they are making our soil better. It’s possible that we’ll get another frost, but we decided to risk it. It’s such lovely weather here at Wilsonia that we couldn’t resist.

We saved the flowers (petunias and pansies) for planting tomorrow. The boys ran out of steam toward the end of the project–especially Asher, who was ready to go inside and be clean and dry. (I had to give him another bowl of water to splash in to keep him from crawling over the top of our newly planted friends.


(This is the before picture, with everything ready to plant.)

I have to fix all the drip hoses because our lawn service company whacked them all to pieces, and I should get a layer of mulch down ASAP.  All in all, a good day’s work.

6 Responses to “Spring Ahead”

  • mrplanet4
    March 5, 2008 at 10:44 pm

    Lucas’s gangster style is really coming along.

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  • sundayhangover
    March 6, 2008 at 11:59 am

    Have I thanked you for letting me be a vouyer into your lovely life? Well THANK YOU! *muah*

    Reply

  • kimkimkaree
    March 6, 2008 at 12:30 pm

    I love that I get these awesome magazine style editorials sometimes from you – it’s much better than reading about some celeb or designer I care nothing about. Beautiful job!

    Reply

  • sarabellae
    March 6, 2008 at 1:36 pm

    He was playing Donatello, the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle. The rope thingy holds his invisible weapons.

    Reply

  • sarabellae
    March 6, 2008 at 1:37 pm

    Gee, thanks! Um, it’s my pleasure to share … and have witnesses.

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  • sarabellae
    March 6, 2008 at 1:38 pm

    Thanks. I’m gettin’ my Blog on. And trying hard to get my Waldorf Mommy on these days, too.

    I miss you. Come and take pictures of ME! 😉

    Reply

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