From: Nyssa@LogicalInsight.net   
      
   Terry Coombs wrote:   
      
   >  Today was tilling day for a new patch to plant some   
   >  blueberries and   
   > most of the rest of the garden . It was also bee hive   
   > splitting and onion planting day . Tomorrow I'll be   
   > picking up some seedlings at the co-op ... I probably   
   > won't plant them right away , we're forecast for one more   
   > frost and I don't want to buy 'em twice . I'll be waiting   
   > a couple of weeks minimum to plant the vine crops , got   
   > some cukes and zukes and squashes I want to grow this year   
   > . And the strawberry patch is blowin' up and the bees are   
   > working it steadily . I'm really optimistic about the   
   > garden this year , it's started out really well ...   
   >   
   I've got two of my eight vegetable garden beds cleared and   
   planted. Broccoli, lettuce, and snap peas so far.   
      
   I'm keeping my fingers crossed on the one with snap peas   
   since I had to use seeds-on-hand for the snap peas with seeds   
   ranging from three to five years old. So far, only three   
   little plants are emerging, but I have hope.   
      
   Started clearing Bed #3 yesterday, but was chased in by   
   rain. If things clear out (and dry out some), I'll try to   
   get the rest of the bed cleared and planted this afternoon.   
   It'll have the other six broccoli plants and more lettuce.   
      
   Yesterday the first of the tomato seeds I'd started indoors   
   poked its leaves out of the starting mix. More should be   
   following over the next few days.   
      
   Making do with some old seeds and what few were purchased   
   before the lockdown, but at least there will be something   
   trying to grow out there to supplement the canned and   
   baked goods.   
      
   Nyssa, who has learned not to trust the weatherman, but   
   still got caught short yesterday by the rain that wasn't   
   supposed to come until nighttime   
      
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