Potting Bench Love

Modern life confuses me.

Growing up, the twenty-first of March was always the first day of spring. Now it appears to be the twentieth of March.  I’m not sure how this happened, but it has left me somewhat confused, because I feel like an idiot getting all excited about the first day of spring on March 21, only to realize that I missed it because it was yesterday.

At any rate, the weather around these parts got the memo and it was just beautiful yesterday.  I spent a large chunk of it in my hoop house, which gives me goose bumps because it’s pretty awesome now.

I now have two eight-foot potting benches completed, which is sixteen feet of seed starting space. Actually, I have thirty-two feet if you count the bottom shelves of the benches, but I don’t think I’ll need them. Maybe if I were to do this as a side hustle (hmmmm, note to self….) I could use thirty-two feet, but sixteen is pretty luxurious for right now.

I already have a batch of lettuces and greens, onions and brassicas hardening off in one of the cold frame beds that I started several weeks ago.  Yesterday I started nightshades and artichokes, herbs, and brassicas, and flowers.  It’s too early yet to start beans, by a couple of months.  It would be too early for nightshades as well, but those are sitting on a heating mat. I might have jumped the gun a bit because the night time temps are going to be in the upper thirties for the next week, but I’ve got lots of seed, so if these don’t take, I’ll just start over.

But I think maybe I should buy more flower seed.