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planting more peas
Mar. 10th, 2006 12:34 pmYesterday I pried Casper away from outdoor play in the 70 degree weather at day care with the promise of planting peas at home in the garden. She even walked home cooperatively from the bus with this goal in mind. She was wearing her all green outfit, so she was even sartorially prepared.
We watered the peas I planted on Feb. 25, which have just begun to sprout (but this weekend's warmth will bring them out fully I am sure.) I dug over more of the main garden bed and Casper helped by taking her shoes off and walking in the dark cold damp dirt. We crunched up the dirt, which sadly seems to be reverting to clay, but I don't have any manure right now, and planted the rest of the peas. I bought two varieties this year: Premium, which is the replacement for my previosuly successful Dakota, 52 days to maturity; and Caseload, 57 days. Both are shell peas.
Then we played with a rubber ball which bounced satisfactorily on the landlady's driveway, and picked tiny purple flowers from the lawn. Casper is not a great thrower and a terrible catcher (this particular ball was tiny, but even with her big ball you can through it right into her outstretched arms and it will just bounce off). We'll work on it.
This weekend I'll plant my lettuces.
Current cutest thing Casper says is: "Nah nah, I'm a boo boo, following you." To the tune of "Nah nanny boo boo" but she's missed some key subtleties of the usage!
We watered the peas I planted on Feb. 25, which have just begun to sprout (but this weekend's warmth will bring them out fully I am sure.) I dug over more of the main garden bed and Casper helped by taking her shoes off and walking in the dark cold damp dirt. We crunched up the dirt, which sadly seems to be reverting to clay, but I don't have any manure right now, and planted the rest of the peas. I bought two varieties this year: Premium, which is the replacement for my previosuly successful Dakota, 52 days to maturity; and Caseload, 57 days. Both are shell peas.
Then we played with a rubber ball which bounced satisfactorily on the landlady's driveway, and picked tiny purple flowers from the lawn. Casper is not a great thrower and a terrible catcher (this particular ball was tiny, but even with her big ball you can through it right into her outstretched arms and it will just bounce off). We'll work on it.
This weekend I'll plant my lettuces.
Current cutest thing Casper says is: "Nah nah, I'm a boo boo, following you." To the tune of "Nah nanny boo boo" but she's missed some key subtleties of the usage!