Just a few days ago I was fretting about whether the ground would be dry enough to permit me to plant the onion transplants when they arrived. They were scheduled to ship on March 17, but showed up unexpectedly yesterday. And that turned out to be perfect timing.
I’d prepped the garden in the morning–tilling it, spreading compost, then tilling it in. It was a beautiful warm day. When I was having lunch our mail lady drove up and honked the horn, meaning she had something for us that wouldn’t fit in the mailbox. To my surprise and delight, it was our onions.
So now the onions are planted. I also planted spinach, Swiss chard, beets and bull’s blood beet greens.
One spring garden done, three to go.
But the others may have to wait awhile. The forecast is for snow tonight. Groan.