We planted these seeds two weeks ago. Some are slow to germinate, others are ready to plant this weekend in the new garden!
Guess what I’m doing this long weekend… 
Tag Archives: gardening
Our First Attempt at #Gardening
Last week, the kids and I planted some seeds in peat pods to start germinating our garden in our new home. The peat pods before doing anything with them:
Then we added water, as per the directions.
(22 degrees Celsius and my son still wants to wear his mittens!)
The pods would start to float so my daughter would carefully push them down so they wouldn’t float away:
Then we started planting the seeds.
Our final product…we did it! We planted a bunch of veggies in one greenhouse, flowers in another. We have more seeds coming soon too so there will be more greenhouses.
Then we planted lavendar and basil in a planter for our porch too. The lavendar is in the middle circle drawn in the dirt, surrounded by basil. We’ll see if it works that way:
So exciting that only a couple of days later, the seeds in the peat pods are already starting to sprout. If only my son would agree with me as to where to put the mini greenhouses…they seem to have a passport around our dining room and living room with him moving them where ever he wants to.
42 Years and Counting…
Today is my parents’ 42nd wedding anniversary. As each year goes by, I’m amazed at the length of their marriage and there’s definitely no end in sight. If that’s not “enough”, my parents have also been working together in their own business for 32 years!
My dad is a very passionate and opinionated man – which has caused some conflict between us over the years but we are either best of friends, or at each other’s throats…that’s just the way it is. I’m NOT admitting that we are very similar, not at all. He has been a proud Rotarian forever and to me, exemplifies Rotary’s guidelines: “It is the truth? Will it be beneficial to all concerned? Is it fair to all concerned? Will it build goodwill and better fellowship?”
My mom is an absolute saint and everyone loves her as soon as they meet her. She’s a beautiful (inside and out) Brit, who is passionate about gardening and Golden Retrievers. Until recently, she and another local woman in town ran the Dog Therapy program in town, training dogs (and their owners!) to go into retirement homes to visit the residents.
My family has a history of long marriages. It wasn’t until my paternal grandparents celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary that I found out it was actually my grandfather’s SECOND marriage. They had professional photos taken in their garden for their 50th anniversary and the photos captured them perfectly…they were in eachother’s arms. My grandmother was perfectly groomed and accessorized, looking at the camera with a calm smile, while my grandfather was looking at her with admiration and his hair was all wind-blown and very “crazy scientist-like” (which, he actually was!).
My maternal grandmother passed away early in life. I was always amazed that my maternal grandfather still referred to her as “my wife” whenever he spoke of her…which wasn’t often, but still…
My biological grandfather was married forever as well (not sure the actual length but I’m sure it was over 50 years too) and he spoke very fondly of his wife who passed away a few years before he did.
When my own marriage ended early 2010, I wasn’t in the frame of mind to pay much attention to my parents’ wedding anniversary last year (not even sure if I congratulated them…oops). This year however, it has caused me some reflection. Although I’m still legally married, my marriage ended after 6.5 years. How on earth have my parents made it for 42 years??!!! I actually asked my mom that last year what has made their marriage work, and her answer was “communication and respect”. Seems simple, and yet those two things weren’t in my marriage…on either party’s side (among other things, but that’s for another day). I’m still in the frame of mind of not knowing if marriage is something I will ever enter into again, but with the end of my marriage, I have developed a sense of awe and wonder about how other couples make their marriage work for so long.
