Tomato Seedlings

I've finished transplanting the tomato seedlings into their own separate pots. I started them off two to a pot, in case one of the seeds didn't come up, and now they're all at least an inch high, and some of them are nearly three inches. So I separated the twins and moved them into their own four-inch peat or coconut fiber pots. They'll go from these straight into the ground in mid-may. Normally, I would have already transplanted them in early April, but since I planted my seeds a little late this year, we're not as far along as we would be normally. But that's okay.

Since my experience last year, I'm getting better at recognizing signs of a baby tomato needing more nutrients. When they're still a healthy green but showing the faintest signs of their leaves tending to change in color toward a slightly olive tinge, that's a sign that they need more nutrients, like Miracle Grow or similar. Last year I did not know what was going on when the leaves began to turn yellow, but this year I'm all over it before it becomes a problem or stunts the growth of my tomatoes. This means a person who wants to head off a nutrient deficiency in baby tomatoes needs to pay very careful attention to the color of the leaves. It actually helps to have seen the plants when they're nutrient-starved, so I know what the difference in color looks like. Suffice it to say for those who haven't seen this, a tomato plant that is healthy and getting plenty of nutrients is nice and richly green. The color is vibrant and unmistakable. Any tendency toward an olive-green or yellow tinge to the leaves means that the plant is starving for nutrients, especially minerals like nitrogen, calcium or magnesium. Their color will start to go off long before they are in serious distress from the lack, giving you enough time to supplement their water with Miracle Grow or something else before the plants start failing. Tonight when I transplanted the babies into their own pots, I noticed a slight color change in some of the ones who'd been sharing a pot with a sibling, so I know that now that they're in their own pots, a little extra snack might give them a necessary pick-me-up. I also planted them with the dirt up around their stems a little higher, which will encourage them to put more energy into roots and not shoot up long and spindly. If all goes well, by the time I get them into the ground, they should be of a reasonable size and hardy enough to live out their lives in the garden.

In the next couple of days, I'm going to be fixing up their garden spots, adding crushed eggshell for calcium and finished compost for valuable nutrients. I'll add a little of our extra topsoil to make up for what came out of the bed when last year's dead plants were pulled up, and the beds should be ready to receive their new tenants when the time comes.

Furry Little Thieves

The mice are stealing my peas right out of the ground. They don't even wait for the plants to come up; they just dig the peas out of the ground after I've planted them. I heard that mice don't like mint, so I've strewn peppermint all over the areas where I planted the pea plants; I'm hoping some are still left in the ground and that this will allow them to actually come up and form pea plants. Otherwise, I'm not sure what we'll do.

I tried to bargain with the mice. I actually went out and sat near their area for a while, and talked to them. (Yeah, I know this makes me sound completely loony, but I had to try it anyway.) I told them they could share the wild sunflower seed with the birds the way they did last year, and if they stayed in their area, I'd leave the last few peas alone for them or even shell them and put them in their area for them to find. But it seems they don't understand me. One even came up onto the picnic table on the patio, and when I switched on the light, it sat there for a moment, staring at me with its big eyes--and this was within an hour of my attempts to communicate with them. I wasn't sure whether they were taking me up on my offer or defying me, but within three days, there was the evidence of more peas stolen from the planter boxes. So much for trying to work with them, Findhorn-style. Sigh. The Huz put out poison for them, and I hate to do that, but if they keep stealing the seed, none of us will have any of those delicious snow peas we enjoyed so very much last year. Unfortunately, what we will have is more mice.

Thank goodness they don't seem to care about the bean, cucumber, or carrot seeds. But I'll be very disappointed if we don't get any peas at all. They fed us all summer long last year; in September, we were still getting heirloom snow peas.

Sprouting Life

Yes! The seedlings are coming up. First it was the Chamomile, then the Carantan leeks and green onions. Then the cilantro and regular onions. Now the tomatoes are starting to come up--the ones from the free heirloom tomato seed I planted. So far, I have one Beefsteak, a Marglobe and a Marmande, (both great midsized slicing varieties), and the first of the Roma tomatoes. I also noticed that the parsley has broken the surface. No eggplants or peppers yet, but they'll probably be soon. I was a little late in planting this year, but the seedlings are every bit as important as ever--probably more so because we don't have the budget to buy already-started plants from a nursery unless we absolutely have no other choice.

Outside today, I caught the first glimpse of the tiny new spinach seedlings beginning to come up in the garden bed near the east fence--the same bed where we recently had to pull up all of last year's already-rapidly-growing spinach due to its contamination during the Boy Scout fence-spraying fiasco. My blessings on the new spinach seedlings; may they come on fast and hard and with ever-increasing vigor. May they grow rapidly to an edible size and then persist without bolting well into early summer, so that I can both feed my family and also freeze some for next winter's food. With our finances stretched so very thin, our little backyard garden has never been more vital to our survival.

Beyond the concerns of my own family, backyard gardens in general have also never been more vital. We all need to remember that, as genetically modified food continues to sicken and fatten people and endanger human life on the whole. I recently read about how the introduction of peanut genes into the most common variety of tomato used in many fast-food restaurants has already caused health concerns for people. Poor, unsuspecting people went to the fast-food place to grab a burger and happily munched down, never knowing that their tomatoes contained peanut genes. What's the problem with that? Well, it's a heck of a big problem if you happen to be severely allergic to peanuts! Think about it. They've let the genie out of the bottle, folks, and we may never be able to put it back. But we can at least try to curtail its effects by supporting heirloom seed companies, growing our own gardens and buying from local, organic and heirloom variety farmers. The only thing these big agribusinesses see or understand is money, so let's put the issue to them in a way they'll understand. Just say "no" to big agribusiness, huge chain grocery stores and suppliers (pushers) of genetically modified seeds. Vote with your hard-earned dollars and support people who care enough to support the planet. In so doing, you'll be saving your own health, and helping to save the health and ultimately the lives of future generations.