Seedling, Seedlings Everywhere

Starting plants from seeds isn’t really difficult. But as with almost everything that should be simple, I find a way to make it difficult and stressful.

I fret, water, re-pot, worry about whether I started to early…too late. I feel guilty when a seedling dies. I feel guilty when I can’t start all the seeds I buy. (All that wasted potential!) I feel terrible when I have to thin out the seedlings so that some can survive. (Seems so cruel!) Obviously, it also takes up a lot of room. (My seedlings are threatening to take over my office!)

I “invested” (AKA spent a lot of money) in this light garden from the National Gardening Association. As you can see, I have a lot of seeds going–vegetables, herbs and flowers. Do I have a plan for where they’re going? I sure do. When the time comes, I plan to go outside, take look around and plunk them where they seem to want to go.

Once the seedlings move out of the house, I plan to raise a wider variety of exotic house plants from places like Logee’s. Today I adopted a chenille plant and a pocket book plant from Behnke’s.

The hardening off process for these seedlings has started. Right now I’m blowing a fan at the little babies to toughen them up. First warm day, they get to sit outside on the front sidewalk for a couple of hours. I’ll gradually build up their time outside until they can make it on their own in the big outdoors without trauma, lugging them outside, then inside, then outside, then inside.

Maybe I should talk to them? Play them music? Give them names? Nothing is easy.