I was very overwhelmed with the plant situation and felt that Kory was going to pull a Patrick Bateman on me if I didn’t clear out the living room, so we packed up the rest of the tomatoes and peppers and brought them to my parents house. 

I filled up my two plot allotment and a decent section of my Dad’s raised bed.  The rest of the plants went to Heidi and Brett and to a couple of my parents friends. Gardening goal number one complete.  Awesome day.   

Kathy's garden update!

I met Kathy for brunch the other day to talk about new media and serious games (work stuff).  As usual, I found a way to integrate gardening into the conversation and it turns out that Kathy and I have very similar gardening interests.  So after brunch, I ran home, picked up some plants, and met up with her in the Canadian Tire parking lot to hand off the goods (I try to make gardening as hard core as I can).  Her plants were quickly in the ground and bundled in their kozy coats!

Thanks to Kathy for sending me this photo.  I hope to make it to her place later on this summer to check out the rest of her garden (and for a teary reunion with the tomato plants).

Garden Update - May 4th 2012

On their way to their new home in Kat’s Mom’s garden.

Susan is the best.  She came over for a quick visit and ended up taking five plants home to her soon to be garden.

Early April garden update.

The first bundle of plants are off.

Wonderful Ian took six tomato, two pepper, one edamame, and one lettuce plant off my hands.  

Blarg.

The tomatoes have now taken over the kitchen table.  It’s time to send out the eviction notices.

The living room is magical.

In attempt to encourage the heirloom revival, I started plants for some friends and family.  Picture this situation in two months.  Eek.  

I have alpha indexed my seeds and ordered them by harvest time.  Now, I’m going to go stare at the seed packages and daydream about the summer. 

I ordered an ‘Heirloom Survival’ seed pack from a couple who own a vegetable farm in the States and it has finally found it’s way to Winterpeg.  I am giddy.  Picture a crazy mobster rolling in a bed full of money, but the mobster is a short trinipino and the bills are brightly coloured  packages of heirloom organically grown seeds.  The best present after working through the past couple weekends.