The daffodil and crocus bulbs that Faye planted on a whim last fall have sprouted, but they seem stunted. Not enough sunlight on our stoop, maybe. Or too much snow for a narrow window box to keep the little bulbs sufficiently warm beneath the soil.
Upstairs, we’ve been forbidden from planting on our ledge this year and so I’m mourning a bit the loss of my small patch of earth and a place to get dirty.
On my mind, spring planting (and floods):
A sunny sweatshirt for keeping the chill off.
A bottle of sunscreen for good measure.
A pair of oiled slides for kicking around in the dirt.
A good hat for drippy mornings and sunshiney ones.
A simple spade for helping to work the soil.
A seed catalog for plotting and planning and placing orders.
A set of pruners for snipping.
A canteen to keep drinks hot or cold depending on the weather.
A slim volume of inspiration for slipping in a back pocket.
A scrub to polish the dirt away.
A bandana for wiping a brow, or catching sweat.
Pants with pockets for small books or small shovels.
In an effort to ground all of this make-believing in something a bit more down to earth, other places to direct our attention:
Buy seeds: Today and tomorrow, Baker Heirloom Seeds is sending 100 percent of its profits to organizations supporting flood relief in the US and abroad. Extreme bonus: They’ve got some of the best heirloom seeds and the prettiest seed packets out there. (Thanks to my longtime internet friend, Stephanie, for pointing me their way.)
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