My first garden catalog appeared in the mail this week. I was a bit surprised I hadn't gotten any sooner, but this is the only one that matters to me - Territorial Seed. It's the only company I order seeds from (though I do usually end up picking up a packet or two of something at the grocery store or Home Depot every season). I don't order their plants, though I am considering buying an olive tree this year, just because I have three empty half-barrels in my yard and I think it would be fun to play around with curing my own olives.
This is the time of year when I start feeling completely ambitious about the garden - you know, when it's pouring down rain for days on end and I don't actually have to go outside and do any of the work! So here I sit, poring over the catalog, thinking about how much food we'll be able to harvest, how this will be the year I finally get into year-round gardening, and all that. Usually, by July, all those plans have crumbled to dust, but that doesn't stop me from dreaming anew the following winter.
The other day, a link on Pinterest led me to these plans for building your own cold frame from a sheet of plywood, some plexiglass, and some hardware. I'm seriously considering it this year. We love salad and I think it would help get us a lot closer to growing our own lettuce year-round. Of course, what I'd *really* like is a greenhouse, but since I can't get my hubby to lower his expectations on that little purchase, and I don't have $2,500 laying around, I'll improvise. I haven't used a power tool in a long time, but I did take shop class once upon a time. I can always ask hubby if I need help with something, too.
So here I sit, dreaming. In a couple of weeks, it'll be time to start the onions and leeks. I have a perfect sunny window with a wide windowsill for this - the only plant-friendly space in my house. Is it strange that I have no houseplants except for during seed-starting season??? Everything dies in here. Even the cacti. Maybe I'll start a little herb garden in that window this spring. My daughter would love it. Of course, she'd probably eat everything I plant, but really, that's ok.