I know that the dreadfully dreary month of January is only a stone’s throw away.
I know the last frost date is still 150 days to the future, in my zone 6.
Yes, I know all of this. But today, it doesn’t matter.
Today, the 2009 seed catalogs arrived …
It seems just like yesterday that I finished putting my gardens to bed [actually, it was yesterday, as I only just got around to tucking the rosemary into a warm little pocket of chop on a freakishly warm late-December afternoon], but, I already miss my gardens terribly. The tomatoes, the peppers, the cucumbers. The fresh basil. The onions. The tarragon. The carrots. The blueberries. The tomatoes. Ach! (That’s the German “ach” with a hard “k” gargling sound, all drawn out melodramatically.)
Mmmm. Fresh basil (6 kinds). Heirloom tomatoes (like the sassy heart above). In a tomato mozzarella salad with balsamic dressing.
Erm, wait, where was I?
Oh, yeah. Seed catalogs. They signal the official start of the year’s crop. But more importantly, they’re things to cling to when the sun disappears for days on end and the snow piles high in the parking lots.
Between you and me, even though the catalogs just arrived, I’ve already picked the tomatoes I’ll be growing in my garden this year. And ordered the seeds I needed. They arrived yesterday. 😉 Patience is not one of my virtues. Did I open the envelope from TomatoFest.com by daintily pulling on the little tab made for such purpose, or did I rip the thing open like I had fangs and talons? I think you know the answer.
Here are the new tomatoes I’m adding to my crop this year. I can’t wait…
Gold Rush Currant
Matt’s Wild Cherry
Radiator Charlie’s Mortgage Lifter
|Photos courtesy of Tomatofest.com (except for the heart above, which was taken by yours truly)|