Hoarders: The Seed Edition

Bad to the phloem!I have purchased enough seeds, corms, tubers and bulbs for this year to keep a non-pregnant, in-shape, unemployed woman busy for eons. Is this part of the nesting impulse?

I’m certain I need an intervention.

Each purchase I make gives me the sense of accomplishment one might feel if they had made serious and tangible provisions for the future. However, I am having a hard time putting my socks on by myself.

Who am I fooling? How are all these plants going to get started? Who is going to dig the holes? Who is going to create my much over-schemed, super space age, Victory Garden of the Future on the side of the house?

I’m as hardy as a preggo gets, I enjoyed some snow shoveling during the blizzard… But I’m not certain I’m up for all I’ve set myself up for. All I can really do well is sleep and eat chocolate cake.

And yet when I woke up this morning,  I wrote, cheerfully, on the edge of my daily Post-it Note to remember to track down those Sport Pepper seeds, so that in my spare time, I can pickle them and use them as a condiment on top of my Chicago Style hot dogs…..  and complete my generous dahlia order….  Oh- and someone mentioned lily bulbs… I should get on that too…

Last year someone asked me to join a seed swap, and as a true addict, I said I really didn’t have any to swap.  At that time I wasn’t really being hoardy, I truly didn’t think I did have any… Like a cat lady in denial about the newest litter….

Then my eyes opened to the squirreled away baggies, Altoid tins, old medication bottles and paper bags filled with seeds around my home. Sometimes it’s just a dried up ol’ pepper sitting someplace, waiting to become seed stock… I have seeds like Scrooge McDuck has gold coins.

A dusty pile by the zebra and a pumpkin-on-a-stick lurking...

I begged a friend for these seeds, but now I won't use them because I'm saving them 'for good"...

Bags and tins of unidentified seeds in our junk drawer...

I’ve heard tons about the nesting impulses expecting mothers feel- but it seems I want to do all my nesting outside. I’m wired wrong, I’m sure the hormones are meant for me to make a clean and wonderful environment for my little kiddle on the inside of the house. Well, I’m not interested in that at all, as evidenced in the above photos.

I sure hope  this baby likes lying in a 5 gallon tree bucket, wrapped in weed barrier and nestled on a roll of sod…

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About Amanda Thomsen

Big, loud and fun- Amanda Thomsen landscapes by day and blogs at night. Her blog, Kiss My Aster, on Horticulture magazine's website has alienated/enraptured dozens. She co-authors a blog called Plants That Suck that is about plants that suck. And she is the less popular half of the podcasting team, Good Enough Gardening, which makes her feel like the "Roy" of of Siegfried and Roy, but without the mauling. She lives in Chicago and does not EVER put ketchup on hot dogs.

9 thoughts on “Hoarders: The Seed Edition

  1. Too funny, but sadly true for many of us. I’m not having a baby and I still have way more seeds than I could ever plant or consume the fruit of. I guess it’s a better vice than some others though.

  2. I must say, getting the due date to coincide with the last frost date is VERY well planned! Get the doll a little Trug and some sphagnum moss – she’ll be fine as long as you don’t let her eat the pepper seeds. And the rest of those seeds? Keep ’em cool and you should still have enough viability to get at least one of each to grow to maturity, so you can harvest yet MORE seeds to keep in baggies and tins!

  3. Oh my, I built my nest outside, too. Just be a little careful. With our third child, I was spreading mulch (and I mean–a LOT of mulch) when I was 7 1/2 months preg, planting bulbs like crazy, and doing my normal crazy garden stuff…and I ended up in the nightmare known as BED REST. And our little munchkin made a 5 week early appearance. (Not to scare you–but do take it easy. I have to say, 5 years later…all of the bulbs I planted look fabulous!) 😉

  4. I found infants are fine companions in the garden. They can either nestle in a frontpack or backpack, or sit near you in one of those little baby seats. When they’re a bit older you can set up a baby swing near where you’re working. Children are very compatible with gardening as most garden chores can be done in stolen moments without suffering much from the inattention, and with children all you have is stolen moments.

    • The first is usually late, so you may have more time! Mine was a full two weeks late. She was born in October — I could have planted a ton of bulbs…if we hadn’t had to spend the time actually setting up the crib, changing table, etc.

  5. Ha ha ha. I had my first last April and did the same thing. Come April 22nd when he came along, my fat self had made the yard beautiful. I even pled with my OB to let me con’t to garden despite my double sized feet and hands. But trust me, once that baby comes nothing else really matters. We had a very weedy, wild garden that the butterflies loved anyway.

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