The weather evened out for a short period late yesterday afternoon, so I potted the peas I raised from seed in the mini-greenhouses. Once again, the gemination rate on the Kelvedon was terrible. Hopefully this will be the last day I have to run the heater in the office to get my hands moving in the morning. Watching the weather forecast, as I really need to sow more veg before the end of the month. Right now, it’s just high winds and rain again…
OPERATIONS: I need to break out something from the main notebook into its own notebook tonight. I had a project fall apart on me at the top of the month, right at the last second, and then some consulting work got moved up, and then an artist whose work I love came to me to ask to create something, so it’s twelve weeks of Production Mode in a daytime block and then Lab Mode the rest of the time. I set Sunday’s newsletter last night in a bit of a scramble because I have to go out today.
COMMS: Email is a little out of control. If we’re currently in conversation, I’ll be answering email all weekend. Otherwise, ask me for my messaging apps.
LISTENING:
I have just had to order cotton buds in order to make slow-watering containers – basically, ghetto ollas, using old water bottles with the bases chopped off and holes poked in them that are then stuffed with cotton buds so the water leaks out slowly. Bury the pointy end in the pot and fill with water. Trading off microplastic deposits in the soil for water availability for the fruit trees if we get another fiery summer. The tomatoes will be ready for their final big pot in a few weeks, inside the busted mini-greenhouse that is being repurposed as a trellis, and I’ll try the first one in there. People say gardening is relaxing, and, while learning again to live with the seasons is certainly interesting, growing food is basically one long low-level crisis management session.