I am doing a lot of plant watching, lately. This time of year it seems that the weeds grow while my seedlings sit and pout.
Me: “Mom, did you give this to me?”
Me: “What is it?”
Mom: “I don’t know.”
I am worried about my seedlings. They are thin and long, not bushy and hearty like so many I see at my blogging friends’ sites: handmade.homegrown.beautiful life
I decided to get them outside into the sunshine, even though it’s early. I put them out a bit every day for a week and just recently started keeping them out. I built a “greenhouse” for them (rocks on the sides to retain heat and old windows on the top.They look to be adjusting (haven’t died yet).
I avoid my oven in the summertime; I don’t like how it heats up the house.
So by fall, I’m really hungry for all of the things I haven’t been cooking: bread and baked potatoes, pot roast and cinnamon buns.
I’ve made the switch now, and I’m enjoying the winter menu.
I also like how all it takes is a little bit of prep work . . .and the oven does the rest.