I have been itching to get my hands in the dirt for months. It has been torture to be without my garden, so when my pea patch became officially mine I was so excited. I talked my husband into going to Shimachu to find some seeds, since my quest for organic seeds was more troublesome than I was expecting. Lucky for me that my husband could read all the labels on the seed packets. Looking for quality, unmutilated seeds was going to be a horrific task. Other than the photo on the front, I really had nothing to go on. He informed me which seeds were domestic versus foreign and more.
We bought several packs of generic seeds (tomatoes, cucumbers, cabbage, and more). I plan to keep my eye out for heirloom varieties when I have a bit more time.
Last night I soaked my peas and today my son and I headed to the pea patch to plant them. While there, an older woman approached us and started weeding in my garden while chatting away in Japanese. I never know what to do in situations like this, so I let her keep going.
There weren't a lot of weeds, but I still wanted them out of there. Soon her husband came and took her away. My son was busy digging a deep hole. And, I got the peas planted.
The peas always go in first. They are the beginning of the season for me. Let the gardening begin!
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