I’ve said it before….the old saying goes that if you want to be enjoying tomatoes by the Fourth of July, you best have those plants in the ground by Mothers Day. Here we are, and 90% of my younglings are still taking refuge on my kitchen table. So many reasons why this has happened….I have felt so down about it, I can’t even blog. I was just at a completely standstill waiting for a sign that the time was right. I have yet to receive that sign, no matter how much alcohol I consume.

First and foremost, the weather, which did not cooperate the last time I tried planting my baby plants outdoors, decided she would bring back freezing temps. New England is getting a snowstorm. It makes no sense. I literally feel the same protectiveness over my baby plants similar to a mom ready to unleash my child in the playground full of biters….I see biting, I know they will do it, they have spotted my kid, they have decided my kid won’t see it coming and their moms are going to throw the stupid defensive statements at me when I jump up, mortified at my wounded child. They will try to tell me their kid is going through a phase, or they haven’t done it before, or my kid must have a toy that their child wants…. unable to respond when I ask why don’t you keep little Dracula home til they stop biting?!?! This is the exact same thing!! My baby plants are fragile, they need love, they are tender, they are doing so well in the safety of my kitchen….please for the love of God, can’t they just stay there?!?!

Simply trying to explain how big they are would be an understatement. They have completely taken over the kitchen table. Everyone eats on trays, even though I used to get a few stragglers in the kitchen, they don’t even try now. You look at my plants wrong, you bump their little trays, my husband snapped the head off a baby spaghetti squash and I almost flung a spoon at him. For the sanity of my family, please dear baby Jesus, let the weather let up and my plants go outside to be planted!!

Now besides the trouble of them taking over my kitchen like the really big defense of a football team, logistically they can’t live there. There aren’t bees 🐝 and other pollinators in my kitchen so when flowers start blooming, they won’t produce fruits. The onions need the warmth of the sun, the 14 hr summertime days, I need the trellis for support for all the vining plants….so many things depend on them making it outside. I planted within the guidelines of my planting zone, I’m right on time with my seed instructions….but Mother Nature has other plans. Well played….🤔

So I have decided tomorrow is the day….all the plants are going on the ground. All of them. The sun is at a point in the sky where the rays are good and strong, the plants are big and heathy, I have avoided it and run from it long enough. All I want for Mother’s Day is opportunity to get my plants in the ground uninterrupted, maybe even a little help. But the big operation is happening….the wiggle room is gone. 💜🌱💜