Why not plant tomatoes? she asked herself
I read in the paper that there is a shortage of seeds!
Yes! There has been a run on vegetable seeds!
People are worried that they won’t be able to get food and think that they are going to have to grow their own.
I hadn’t even thought about buying my vegetable seeds yet. It’s still cold here. It snowed yesterday.
(I hate winter so much.)
But if I have to rely on growing my own food, I am screwed. We have a very short growing season here and a small back yard without much direct sun and the things that grow well here – lettuce, dill – are not the foods that sustain life, like potatoes.
I read the story on my phone as Mr T and I were driving back from the food bank, where we had worked a shift processing inbound inventory.
(Don’t think we are noble. We are not. We are both unemployed. We have time. We can either use it to help others or we can use it to be stuck in the house and fight with each other and possibly kill each other, our corpses not to be found until months from now, when the cats,, in desperation, will have eaten our cheeks and other fleshy parts.)
I read the story and jumped quickly to my favorite seed site, Seed Savers Exchange, which, even today, two weeks later, is not accepting new orders.
NOT EVEN FROM LOYAL CUSTOMERS LIKE ME.
“We have to go to the hardware store!” I gasped.
Mr T, to his credit, did exactly as I asked. He pulled into the parking lot at our neighborhood Ace and waited in the car while I ran in.
Of course there were plenty of seeds.
In Wisconsin, everyone already gardens.
They already ordered inventory assuming everyone would be buying seeds.
I grabbed basil, parsley, dill, lettuce, zinnia, cosmos, and nasturtium seeds.
None of those are food items that will help.
But who grows tomato from seed in Wisconsin?
NOBODY THAT’S WHO.
But – what if they don’t open the garden shops? What if I can’t get tomato seedlings in May?
I ran back to the seed racks and grabbed three packets of tomato seeds, praying that it wasn’t already too late. I know there are ways to start seeds indoors and to transplant them, but that’s for Serious Gardeners and I am not a Serious Gardener.
All I know is what I learned in Girl Scouts a long time ago.
(In Girl Scouts, I also learned how to make flour tortillas. The secret is lard. You’re welcome.)
I took the seeds home and did this:
So now, like the people in On the Beach, we wait.
Happy Passover. Happy Easter. May this be the renewal, rebirth, and release from bondage that we all need.