So, spring is in the air! Actually, around here, in the high desert of Northern Nevada, it’s been blowing around for the past month – which isn’t necessarily a good thing, even if it extends our growing season this year. With our local change of climate these past years, and especially this year, it’s not only the possibility still of a killing spring freeze that worrys us, getting our fruit trees’ hopes & blooms up, then a major frost coming through and literally nipping the trees in the bud, but also the lack of water falling from the sky.
We can regroup and replant annuals, but the perennials could suffer badly from a frost, and all will suffer the lack of water in the reservoirs up in the Sierras to the west of us, including Lake Tahoe. The local planting guide, rule-of-green-thumb here says you can start when the snow is off of Peavine, a local “mountain” that we all can see from in-town. Well, this year, that ain’t gunna work as there has to be snow on its cap to begin with, yes?
I feel a bit more casual about my garden plans this year than in any past year, and I’m not completely sure why. It’s not that I don’t have plans for new or improved infrastructure (I’ve got a plan for a small dedicated space for a garden for my seven-year old daughter that y’all will eat up.) And it’s certainly not that I don’t hope and plan to grow more truly useful things, or more new items, or just more this year, because I do. I’m just more relaxed about it.
For now, dude.
But why stress yet, eh? I mean…
The perennials are recouping: right on!
I’ve tied up the raspberries: far out! (Please note that there are 7 canes now over last year’s single one!)
The garlic is just alright with me: oh yeah!
I’ve got some kale sprouting: yeah baby!
But the asparagus isn’t yet: but I can abide by that. And I know where I’m going to plant the cucumbers: so that’s cool.
And soooo what if I don’t get to go to Southern Europe through work and possibly bring back some Italian, Spanish, or French heirloom seeds.
Okay, I’m not as cool with that yet.
Maybe I’ll go to the 4th Annual National Heirloom Expo instead: dang, I’ve got a lot to do before I can even think of that – better get busy!
-- "We are stardust. We are golden. And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden." Joni Mitchell