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Dirt at last

So, when I made my planting schedule I found out I'm already behind!  Pretty normal for me.  Onion seeds need to be sown 8-10 weeks ahead of last frost so I'll have sets ready to put out in the garden early.  That means I should have planted them March 1st (for 10 weeks, I technically have two weeks of slacking I guess before I hit the 8 week mark and become truly late).  Next task was to find the seeds I already bought.  I know I put all my veggie seeds in an ice cream bucket w/ a lid and put it...somewhere.  Finally found the bucket and the Girl helped me look through all the seeds.  Alas, no onion seeds to be found in said bucket.  One trip to Menards later, we had procured replacement onion seeds.  They didn't have the Candy Hybrid I had originally bought, and I had to settle for 'Spanish Gold Hybrid', a large yellow type supposedly good for storing (140 days to maturity), and 'Evergreen Long White Bunching', a scallion type for cooking (60-120 days to maturity).  I sowed both varieties yesterday, on March 7th.  Then, of course, I found the Candy seeds this morning while cleaning off one of my desks.  I must have put them there for 'safe keeping' since I knew I'd have to plant them first?  Genius.  Anywho, those were sown just this afternoon.  I'll probably have onions coming out of my ears this year.

Below are some admittedly terrible pics of my seed starting table, and the pulley/rope system.  But you get the idea...

By the way, my lights are on a timer to be on from 6 am to 10 pm.

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