Thursday April 14th 2016Tim
Seedlings from the shelter of window ledges are into the
full sun today. A tense time, it's called "hardening
off" in some quarters, and it's a well known fact that
during "hardening off" seedlings have to be looked at
and encouraged every five minutes otherwise they succumb
to the pox of "nobody loves me."
They have a sort
of littleness to them, it's their tenderness, their feet
are delicate and their leaves are winsome, a boy choir all
dressed up in their granny lace and white socks. Have to
think Tomato and things like the Peppers are trebles, the
Eggplant, the Basil are Alto. Yes indeed, on a day like
today a gardener does feel a little possessed by the
perversion of sending children to war.