I laid awake in the dark with thoughts of spring. Spring seems a long time away, but just the thought of digging in the dirt is so comforting. I imagine what I will plant.
Spring Planting Ideas:
I think I may plant more herbs this year. I haven’t planted rosemary in a few years.
Year before last I had lemon grass. I might plant that again. I came home from the nursery with a four inch pot of lemon grass. And by fall it was about six feet tall.
I love lavender, but I don’t seem to have much luck growing it and keeping it alive for some reason.
I might not plant tomatoes this year. It seems they always go bad within a month or so with one disease or another.
But I do want to plant cucumbers again. I can still remember the crisp tangy taste of them sliced into salad.
I thought about annuals. Maybe I’ll go with the purple, white and yellow/gold shades I went with year before last. Petunias, daisies of all varieties, and sweet alyssum for sure.
I think I’ll plant the moon vine. The white flowers are huge and only open at night.
It’s always a gift to see what comes back up in my pots. Like Christmas all over again.
Being A Woman In The 1800s:
I’m currently reading “Caroline” by Sarah Miller. It surely reminds you of all the things you possess that make life easier.
The family is traveling to Kansas to buy land and build a house. They are traveling by horse and wagon. It takes months to get there through all kinds of weather.
As I read in my bed at night, I try to imagine what it would be like to be Caroline. Worrying about feeding her family and keeping the girls safe. Not to mention the fear of Indians attacking.
Caroline is pregnant with their third child and wonders who will help her give birth. In the new region she wonders if there will be a woman to help her.
Charles Builds A House:
Charles finally finds a piece of land he declares good enough to build a house on. Then he begins to chop down trees for wood.
In those days it was not proper for a pregnant woman to be seen when in the “family way.” So Caroline tries her best to be modest and not let others see her swelling belly.
Meanwhile she wears a corset. Can you imagine? Wearing a corset when you’re pregnant.
I can’t imagine wearing a corset period.
As Caroline waits for Charles go in search of food, she tries to piece together meals with the provisions she has left. It’s not like he rides off and comes back with a slew of TV dinners. He comes back with a big rabbit or fowl of some kind.
She is so happy watching the house take shape. For months she has not had four walls around her with a roof. They have slept outside or cramped in the wagon.
A 12 By 12 House For The Family:
The house will be 12 x 12 for four people and the new baby that’s to come. There will be a fireplace and shelves on the wall that Charlies builds for a kitchen.
I look around me and imagine everything I need, or think I need, in one room that is 12 feet by 12 feet in size.
No refrigerator or washing machine, no proper bathroom, having to cook over a fire, etc. And I am humbled.
I think it’s a good exercise for us to imagine ourselves in the 1800s trying to raise a family under these conditions. We’ll be far more grateful for what we have.
My Strange Claustrophobic Dream:
I had this strange dream. I was in this huge building with lots of closed doors. I was trying to get out, but none of the doors led outside.
The maze-like labyrinthine corridors made no sense. They twisted and turned in all directions. I couldn’t get my bearings.
I woke up before I found my way out. But I was left with the claustrophobic feeling one gets when stuck inside a place that is foreign to you.
And like yearning for water when in the desert, you just want to see the sky above you. And feel a soft breeze caress your face.