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I am more compulsive in other areas of my life

Apparently, over the winter, someone decided to throw approximately 1,000 small twigs into my garden plot. It’s lucky that, although I definitely have areas in which I exhibit great symptoms of obsessive-compulsive disorder, the garden is not one of those areas. Therefore, on Sunday evening, I picked about 428 of those twigs out of the garden before giving up and just deciding that the remaining ones provided some interest, and also a good challenge for the seedlings to come. The really strong ones, after all, ought to be able to push the twigs out of the way, right?

Don’t worry, Master Gardeners. I’ll pick more out in the next couple of days.

Besides the twigs, I needed to remove the clumps of grass that had infiltrated the plot over the winter, which is miraculous, because how the grass was able to be all sneaky like that underneath 20 inches of snow baffles me considerably. I also yanked any dead plants that would have come out if said snow hadn’t snuck up on me itself before I had time to clean much up last year.

Sage coming back to lifeBut there were signs of life. Besides the garlic and the aforementioned baby spinach that is just coming up all on its own, it appears that one of my sage plants is resurrecting itself. There were some green baby leaves that are destined to become tasty treats sooner rather than later.

I yanked the rest of the sage plants as carefully as I could so I wouldn’t disturb the newcomers, and took all the dead plants over to the compost pile. Then I set about turning over the soil, unearthing all manner of worms who were not particularly thrilled to see me hanging out. Then I got moving on dropping in seeds in my normal, laissez faire manner, starting with the chard, which has bony little seeds that I loved from the moment I saw them.

These are the cutest seeds ever.

After the chard, I moved on to the rest: spinach, rosemary, sage, Italian parsley and some green beans. Once I had put far too many seeds in, as usual, ignoring the wise advice of the back of the seed packet, I covered everything up. Then I stepped back from the garden plot, the sun setting behind me, and nodded. Oh, tasty spinach. Oh, tasty chard. Oh, delicious herbs. I hope some of you come up soon, despite my best efforts to plant you incorrectly.

5 Comments on “I am more compulsive in other areas of my life”

  1. #1 Heather's Garden
    on Apr 25th, 2008 at 9:15 am

    It’s definitely survival of the fittest in my garden too. But you write about it so much more eloquently than I do! Don’t you feel good now that you have some seeds in?

  2. #2 gillie
    on Apr 25th, 2008 at 4:33 pm

    I am truly amazed that my silver birch are able to chuck out their offspring over the ocean, the sheer volume of branches I have picked/dug up this year is sufficient to keep a small south american country in satellite TV reception for the next decade. I apologise for their emigration overseas!!! I am, by dint of experience, less surprised that my encroaching lawn has crept into your flower beds too. Probably because as it was a little warmer here in the UK I was giving my wayward grass what for last weekend it may have felt the need to move house … sorry if it moved to you :)

  3. #3 inadvertentgardener
    on Apr 26th, 2008 at 8:34 pm

    Heather, I do — I can’t wait for the little sprouts to start coming up.

    Gillie, thanks so much for sending all your goodies overseas! Just kidding…and I hope you get that grass under control.

  4. #4 Curtis
    on May 1st, 2008 at 9:03 pm

    it seems that no matter how many twigs you pick up, they seem to multiply overnight.

  5. #5 inadvertentgardener
    on May 6th, 2008 at 7:33 pm

    Curtis, I’m not really sure how that happens, but you’re right.

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