Growing.

So with the possible (probable) big changes coming our way this summer, we're all going to be doing a bit of growing soon.

Hopefully, that includes my slow, lazy seeds. They finally started sprouting, just a bit, a couple of weeks ago. The tomatoes are iffy. The salad greens are looking good. I didn't label things well enough and most of the marks I made washed away. I don't know what's what anymore, and they aren't mature enough to tell. We'll call that a rookie mistake. I tried, but next time I'll know better.

Last Saturday, I moved the little guys into pots.

I've had a little success with container gardening before, but these seeds were all bought with the intent of planting them in the ground. We may not be around to harvest them though, so in the pots they went. Honestly, I'm just hoping for a few survivors.

I'll probably hit the Thursday market this week to round out our new container based garden. I wanted to be growing a good portion of our food this year, but we may need to put that on hold until next year. Then we'll get our chance to really put down roots.

I've been slacking on my one pretty thing goal. It's been a really busy couple of weeks. The husband turned 30. I started my summer schedule at work. My youngest has soccer. The possible moving. Helping other friends move.

Every year, I can't wait for summer. I still fondly remember the slow, lazy, long days of my youth. And that's still how I picture it. Slow and lazy. But it never really is. It doesn't matter though, because come next year I'll still be anticipating those days!

Sweet childish days, that were as long
As twenty days are now.
~William Wordsworth

It will get slower though, once we develop our summer rhythm. We're still in the first few weeks, and still a little rusty. We'll get the hang of it. We always do.