The past week, I’ve been getting my seeds started for my garden. One might imagine that I should do some research and determine the most effective way to start my seeds. However, that would be a post-millennial thing to do. Therefore, I decided to do what is logical in my mind and what I thought would be the most Great Depression-y thing to do. The idea was to use only the materials I had on hand and not to waste anything or buy anything unnecessarily. PERMA-CULTURE, as my mother would say. I saved a few egg cartons and the shells from the eggs for a week or two and planted my seeds in the egg shells. They say eggs are good for the nutrition of the soil and when I plant them outside, I think I can just crush the eggshells and plant them as well. Mmm PERMA-CULTURE…
I planted cilantro, chamomile, and lavender in the egg cartons and I have a few more seed packets to plant (basil, more cilantro, marigolds, morning glories, etc.). I also got to plant these wonderful indoor garden jars that my future MIL got me for Christmas. Basil and mint (it was the cocktail herb collection). Then I also have leeks and spring onions going that I bought at the grocery store and have been keeping in water to continue growing them. This time last year, I started spring onions the same way and I didn’t throw that plant out until last fall when I used up the whole thing. I also got two heads of butter lettuce with the roots still attached and so I thought I might try to put that on water as well, but it didn’t work. One of the two heads wilted completely and I put the other in the fridge as quickly as I could to save it from a similar fate. Finally, I also planted some old red potatoes I found in my pantry. Because PERMA-CULTURE.
The weather here in Minnesota is still very dodgy. It was beautiful, sunny, and sixty degrees yesterday and today it snowed. So the gardens are as yet still covered with the leaves from last year. My sister and I turned the leaves in the back garden yesterday to encourage them to dry out for my other project that I’m going to be working on: compost.
I’ve been saving kitchen scraps for several months to get myself in the habit. Once I was able to establish to myself that I would indeed follow through on the project, I bought a black plastic bin at Home Depot for $3.50 (my thrifty great grandmothers would settle for nothing less than a great deal). Yesterday, my sister and I skimmed the leaves off the top of the gardens and layered them into the bin with my saved kitchen scraps. There’s still some space at the top of the bin for more, so I’m hoping to have it filled by the end of this week and get my first batch of compost cooking.
I renewed my Ancestry.com subscription and have been conducting research into my other maternal great grandmother, Edna Kingsley. She, like Louie, lost her parents and ended up living with family for her teenage years. I’m so interested in finding out how they died – it makes the story so much more personal. So I’ve set up a meeting with my grandfather’s older sister tomorrow to ask about their lives growing up and to find out a little more about her as well. Aunt Nor is incredibly interesting and fun to spend time with. I’m hoping to make one of the cookie recipes I found at my grandma’s house and bring it along to jog her memory. Not that she needs it – she’s sharp as a tack.