February. This is the beginning of the growing year. Then there will be two trays, then five, and eight…
Soon every windowsill be be filled, and the shelves will come out, until all the available glass real estate in the house is occupied by trays in early April.
I have calculated the current maximum seed tray load of the house is 14, unless I evict the aloes from the other picture window, and then I could bump it up again. I hope it doesn’t come to that. I need some limits.Outside, winter.
When the sunflowers all tipped over what seemed like the same day a few weeks ago –
I thought it was annoying, and that maybe their heads finally got too big for their roots. I intended to tie them back upright with string. It didn’t occur to me that they were mature.
And since I’ve been sadly neglecting my greenhouse, and never did get around to re-erecting them, by the time I hacked my way in there, now on a salvage mission since the stalks were dead and yellowing, the heads were on their way to mold (!).
Totally mature, fat seeds and plump kernels inside. So there I go. The birds will enjoy this year (only a couple heads were lost).
Sunflowers mature extremely quickly in the greenhouse, it appears, and I suppose I planted these early (beg May). The ones I have outside are far from finished.
I feel like I need to explain giving good GH space to sunflowers: for some reason I have very little luck growing them outside. They are very attractive fodder for various munchers for far too long- until they’re some feet high, I think. And then, the wild birds empty the heads before the kernels even ripen. I have more room in the GH than I know what to do with, so why not stick some squash and sunnies in there?
Doesn’t it seem early for frost? I’m not ready for winter!!
We had two nights of light frost, enough to fry some of the squash leaves, and last night a proper frost-all the open areas whitened, and ice on top of the chicken’s water.
I have pretty much the entire garden covered, and all the new trees. Everything sensitive is festooned with fabric and feed sacks where I ran out of fabric- not a Better Homes & Gardens look, but there should be another week or two of ripening weather before Jack Frost comes calling with a heavy knock.