It’s official, there are seeds in the ground. Repeat, there are seeds in the ground.
Yesterday, I pulled all the staples holding down the chicken wire, watered the soil, then raked in two bags of compost to make up for what I took out in produce last year and what settling there was over the winter. Then I ran out of steam.
Tonight, I re-strung my square foot markers, and planted one square each of:
- Onions for greens and sets for next year
- Shallots for the same reason, though some of these might actually get large enough to eat
- Carrots (Paris Market)
- Carrots (Dragon)
- Daikon radishes
- Radishes (Early Scarlet Globe)
- Radishes (French Breakfast)
- Lolla Rossa lettuce
- Bunte Forellenschluss lettuce
- Iceberg lettuce
- Red Romaine lettuce
All of those should be okay even if we get another freeze, and some are supposed to be planted before the last frost, anyway. We’re technically a month away from our average last frost, but the forecast for the next week at least is 70s during the day, and above 40 at night (Fahrenheit, for my non-USian readers). I have plastic milk jugs to cut down for cloches, and I can throw sheets over the bed cover if the weather turns on us again, so I’m pretty confident. This is a little earlier than last year’s first planting, which happened on May 27. I’ll be planting additional squares of most of these after I get the new beds built.