waking up

I wasn’t sure that the hop would survive the winter outside, even in the pot. But there’s one sprout a fingerlength long, and another just starting to poke through. I guess that means I should get around to cutting the old vines down now, and figuring out a better way to support it this year. I was thinking about putting the pot in the corner of the patio, and then stringing lines from the mast to the house so the hop could make a kind of shade over that corner; we shall see.

I still have yet to cut out last year’s dead growth. Part of it is because I’m lazy, and part of it is because I didn’t want to just throw them in the trash but I didn’t have anywhere else to put them. Branches I take to the brush pile at the recycle center, but I feel bad dumping stalks and things there; not sure why.

But I have a compost bin now— or rather, I will have it as soon as the battery finishes charging and I can use the drill again. Which gives me a place to put all my yard and food scraps, so I don’t feel quite so bad about putting them down the garbage disposal or in the trash.

Later today I plan to start some leek and chile seeds. I should have started the leeks earlier, but I can’t count. Oh well; if they’re late, they’re late. I don’t have a place to put the seedlings at the moment, anyway.

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