The seed box is sorted and I have brought a couple of unheated propagators into the kitchen so they are ready and waiting. I have a large bucket full of sieved compost, a packet of plant labels and a felt tip pen that works.
Sowing my tomato seeds during the last week of February is a ritual. An early start gives the plants the longest possible growing time and the fruits can reach maturity before the autumn. It also gives me the wonderful feeling that spring is happening, it really is!
I am supposed to be scaling back the vegetable production at Springfield this season because I have a lot of family and work commitments this summer. However, I am not sure if I really can show restraint when it comes to the number of seed packets I actually open. If I could grow every single tomato variety there is, I would. And I don’t think I am alone in my ambitions because most gardeners have a vision of grandeur. For some it is Versailles or Kew Gardens or an entire tropical rainforest. For me it has to be a vegetable garden that would feed our entire village. Maybe I was a farmer in a previous life?
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