One Sunny Day

For my own sake, I waited until there was a welcoming day, a sunny day, to head out and start up the greenhouse and get the onions and shallots planted. Up til now, the weather has lent itself better to other tasks, and the forecast is showing that it’ll lend itself to other tasks once again very shortly. There is a small window of sunny to get in the greenhouse, soak up the passive solar gain, sow some onions, scallion and shallots and feel a sense of spring arriving, even if that is not an evident reality outside a little bubble of plastic and metal framing. Even if it’s a little fib

 The weather is forecast to turn again, to rain and snow, likely freezing over everything. The onions and shallots will be sitting in a dark germination room at 75 degrees to pop, totally unaware of the sleet, slush are life on the tipping point of spring that is happening outside. I’m hoping that in 7 days, when I pull them out, the world will be nothing but sunshine, bird songs with only the last remnants of the largest snow piles still in existence. A tall order, I know.

 That’s fine for them though, the onions? A little bit of denial never hurt anything…right?? I glanced at the forecast and even that is a distant chance. But anything can happen in 7 days. 

 This morning is sunny again and here are a few varieties yet to sow. So, right before the muck rides in on a front, I’ll get the rest of these little babies planted and tucked away in the warm room (the germination room of denial) shut down the greenhouse for another 7 days, move onto other things, and hope for that break into spring.