I read the bookish gardeners article about seed starting with chagrin. My own seed starting practices have deteriorated over the years. Every seed gets sown in the same conditions, at the same time, somewhere around 6-8 weeks (if I’m running late, I change my last frost date so I am not behind). Apparently, conditions were a little cool, because the peppers and eggplant seeds were not budging. I tried sticking them in the oven, but was too scared that someone try to bake a pizza without checking first. Then, I tried sticking them on the dryer and running it empty for an hour at a time. This, of course, was done when my husband was not around. Seed starting time can be a stressful time in our house. Apparently, he thinks laundry rooms are for doing laundry. I have two lights there, and two in the basement. Unfortunately, we remodeled our kitchen and eliminated the stairs to the basement. Now, there is a trap door and a rickety makeshift ladder, perfect for households with small children.
So, when I saw the ten day forecast had frost free nights in the forties until May 15th, I decided to go for it. My husband was out of town!!, so I brought my potting mix down to the kitchen table and pricked, pricked, pricked those seedlings and potted them up, and out the door they went, into a little shady corner for some more abuse and neglect. I can’t not give each and every seedling a home, so I can only hope that a few don’t make it to maturity. Snapdragrons, anyone?