John, Andy’s old manager and now a manager in my lab at work, has taken me on as a project. Nope, nothing related to work. He is a master gardener and he does not understand how I can be such a bad gardener. He has so much intrinsic knowledge and spends so much of his spare time at this hobby, I can see why it makes no sense to him why I don’t understand why planting lettuce in July doesn’t work even though it worked better for my schedule. He also doesn’t seem to think that the pretty flowers that spring from my lettuce are an acceptable outcome and he uses harsh words such as bolting to describe this.
In numerous conversations about gardening, in a very kind, fatherly sort of way, he shakes his head and says, “Alecia, how are we going to get you to be a gardener?”
Well, he has come up with a way. When he sent out an email asking if anyone needed extra seeds and I responded I would take anything he had, this is what I received at my desk less than a week later.
In case you cannot read it, the baggies each have seeds in them and they say both what they are and when and how I should start the plant. For example, broccolli, “In pot, ASAP.”
Now that is the kind of gardening I can do. I threw all of the seeds (in retrospect maybe not the best idea) in a pot on Sunday and they are sitting on the windowsill to see what happens.
Thanks to John, I may still have a shot at a productive garden.
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