ot venting

 Ok, now I'm really torked off! I was in the basemen****ering the flats of seedlings I have recently planted and as I reached for a flat on the top shelf of my lighted system I lost control of it and a good deal of the babies upended to the floor. Arrrggg! These were seeds of seperate colors of the same variety to be used in color blocks in the flower garden, and were not cheap. I lost 20 and have rescued 11 from the mess but one had his little neck broken.  Now I have ten of unknown mixed colors, and potting mix every where. Where did the rest go? Of course it fell toward the back, so I had to pull the stand out and wedge myself between it and the freezer, where by bending over I risked knocking out another 4 flats with my butt!  Further more I had just put on a clean shirt (without stains on the belly) and now I have dirt all over the front.  The next job is unloading the entire stand to avoid spilling more, cleaning up the mess as the potting mix dries, and moving everything back.

I am very protective of all my babies and take good care of them and take it personally when any of them die.  RIP little guys.

Ok, now I'm over it.

Sue

Awww - sorry that happened, but seems like you knew just how to get over it!   all will be fine.

Thanks, I figure in the grand scheme of things this is NOT a big one. Irritating yes, worth making myself crazy? No.

Hi Sue!

Oh poor babies,

I know what you mean a few years ago I planted zucchini.  They came up with two baby leaves. My husband bought a new weed wacker and thought they were weeds.  I went out to see only the stems sticking out of the ground.  I almost cried...  Death to the veggies.. Didn't have to bury them.


Peace

Thanks. I know what you mean about the weed eater, you DO NOT want to get me started about my DH and weed eaters, rototillers, and lawnmowers. I can't do much in the way of veggies anymore due to the arthritis in my lower back so instead of the huge veggie garden I had back when I had 4 slave laborers at home I do flowers. I choose annuals and perennials and bulbs/tubers that are prettymuch no care once they are planted. I will water and occasionally deadhead but not if it involves bending. I especially don't weed except to pull a couple once in a while when I'm wandering. If it can't live without me fussing then it is gone. I'm looking at ways to downsize and condense all these big beds but I haven't done much, yet. It looks good from a distance and if weeds get higher than the plants it may get a weed eater treatment from me. Not DH after the year he lopped off several of my dahlias in his attempt to help me. Last year I wasn't up to much and really noxious weeds were taking over so I took an old sponge mop, dipped it in weed killer and was able to treat large areas. Ya got to be creative.

Believe it or not until 5 years ago when I went back to school I was starting 73 flats each year. So was my mother who is 82 now. That included 23 flats of impations (we save our own seeds and just buy a couple of new packs each year. I have gone to tubs and planters for those since planting in the ground involves bending once again. I've kept it down to what I can reasonably handle with a bit of help from a grandchild or two.

All I can say is it keeps me off the streets!
Try to keep your murderer under control and I'll attempt to redirect mine to something really useful.

My condolences on the loss of your lil green friends!

 

Reminds me of the huge clump of rhubarb that I was given from my deceased Great Aunt Lizzie's beautiful garden in Quebec...I carefully guarded it as we drove home seven hours.  We got home, I planted it lovingly at the end of our huge garden, watered it daily by hand, plucked any nasty weeds that dared it infringe on Auntie Lizzie's rhubarb, shooed the neighbours flock of geese away.

Then I went out to pull rhubard to make a rhubarb pie and couldnt find the plants.  Hubby came home and was he in for it...Id heard him  the evening before...on his tractor tearing agin...only then did I realize that he had DISkED the entire pat*****ludng my beloved rhubarb plant.

I said words like GOSH! GEE! & DARN!  Well, okay. not exactly THOSE words 'cause I heard my younger son report later to his brother "Mom was using BRAKE JOB words!"  You do know what BRAKE JOB WORDS are?  It's the words a man says when he is working on his car brakes and things just dont go well....need I say more?

 

Murderer! I don't know how you can even live with him.  Yep, I know them brake job words.

Sue,

When I was 17 and living in the UK, working for a garden center there, one of my jobs was the "*****ing out" of seedlings.  The seeds got started in big shallow flats, and when they came up and had at least 3 leaves, someone would have to coax each plant out of the soil and carefully plant it into its own little pot.  I had small hands, you might have thought I'd do well at that, but it was a scene of mass destruction.

Jean