It was also school holidays.
But that was not the worst thing. Oh goodness no.
You see I'd got my stash of seeds out, and instead of returning them to the shed I'd stacked them on a window-sill under the deep eaves of the house. Protected or so I thought. I glanced at the boxes a couple of times over the week, and decided they were fine, and would come to no harm.
How wrong I was.
A couple of days later, when the rain had stopped I went to put them away properly, only to discover that both boxes were half full of water. All my seeds, every single one, had been soaking for over two days.
|Seed boxes - recycled huggies wipes boxes!|
|So many seeds|
Planted up every single vegie bed, got every single seed in the ground...
|Covered in wire to stop the chooks digging up the lot if they escape|
I optimistically planted the cucumber and melon seeds. I doubt very much they'll survive winter, but I couldn't just throw them away, and maybe it'll be a mild one.
I'm actually glad about it. One of the things I lost in last year's fug was the garden, and I've been totally daunted about getting it back on track, what with the weeds and the clearing out that needed to be done.
So it was a good thing, my seed disaster. I reconnected with the garden, and already I'm out there every second I get a chance, inspecting and seeing if anything has sprouted yet.
So thanks for the lemon, life, much appreciated :)