Wednesday, February 10, 2010
The staging area, early morning
Where is my Lubbock winter? The days that are crisp enough for a jacket, but not so cold that I can never seem to get warm? The high, sunny skies the color of cornflowers? Those strange, tantalizing days, when the air is like the burnished surface of a stone? Where are they this year? What the heck is going on? Are we being punished for taking these things for granted?
I suppose we can at least draw solace from the moisture we are getting. My rain barrels are overflowing and the ground is saturated. Wildflowers should be spectacular come summertime.
It is still too soon to start the seeds here on the Southern High Plains, though, even if they really could chase away the winter grays. If I started them today, they'd be ready to transplant about the middle of March, when the chances of a late hard freeze are still high. Ideally, the seeds shouldn't be started until about 6 weeks before planting, and since the first week of April is traditionally when we begin planting here in LBB--the first week we can safely assume the temperatures won't surprise us with an unwelcome drop on the thermometer--that means that seed starting has to wait until...let's see, let me look at the calender here... February 25th.
Two more weeks. I can hold out for two more weeks.