It was sunny and sweatshirt weather. Coronavirus was in the news, but people were still moving about--and my parents, including my father who is assisted living, came out to the farm for dinner.
Before planting, I looked on the seed packets for the days to maturity. Sometime in May, I should be eating peas and lettuce. I'll have to harvest them between dog trials, I thought, noting my busy spring sheepdog trial schedule.
Temperatures dropped and rains came after that initial planting. For days, the soil looked as barren as it did on that early March day.
On Wednesday, March 18, I sowed more peas, lettuce, onions and radish seed in what I now called my Victory Garden.
The coronavirus was spreading, and the Ohio governor had ordered the closing of schools and restaurants. The primary election was postponed. I could no longer visit my father.
Each day, I checked for a sign of green in the garden. Each day, I found none.
On Friday, March 27, I again sowed onions, peas, lettuce and spinach seeds. Ohio residents were now under a Stay at Home order as the coronavirus pandemic spread around the United States and the world. The week's news was filled with stories about the nosediving stock market, the trillion dollar stimulus package, record unemployment and lack of medical supplies. Flattening the curve and social distancing were now part of my vocabulary. Early spring sheepdog trials were canceled.
The rains came Friday afternoon, and sprouts from those seeds from the March 8 and March 18 plantings peeked through the soil.
I don't know what the coming weeks and months will bring, but I have seeds and I have a garden, and when the sun shines, I will continue sowing seeds and looking for those glimmers of green.
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