It's that time again to dabble in miracles. Time for little baby plants in paper envelopes to be strewn across the table alongside permanent markers, wooden labels, & bags of potting soil.  Time for lacinto kale to meet green cabbage - officially and for the first time  - all over again.  It's a really good time of year.  A time when knowing replaces hope as you see the little white sproutlets and green leaves.  So far we've got a head start on a bunch of brassicas, tomatoes, some herbs, sweet and hot peppers.  I also started some zinnia seeds I am not sure will sprout and a mystery flower I had saved the seed head of years ago.

This year I am planning to can tomatoes again so I started something like 30 Roma plants.  I have made a few tomato manifestos to help me get psyched up for what could be quite the saucy year: I WILL have energy to spare come harvest time for these lovelies.  There WILL be lots of time scheduled for farm chores end of August/beginning September so as to allow for success of manifesto #1.  These are my tomato declarations.  Romas from here to there.  Roma tomatoes everywhere.

A special SoliLuna thank you to my dear sweet honey of a husband who made us this plant stand.  Let it be known that he also went to pick up the borrowed lights AND checked to see if the bulbs worked AND went and got new bulbs when he realized two were bunk AND installed it all and had it all pretty for my seedlings last weekend.  You're a keeper dude. 

Luna made a list of what she would like to grow in "her" garden this year.  Of course, she isn't out there starting any new beds, so we'll see how this goes.  I want to help her follow through with this so I photographed her list.  Phonetically spelled for the most part until she started reading the labels on the packets.  Punkin-heads in all sizes live in this house.

Even the Cinderella variety...