So the bags of dirt (I am embarrassed to tell you how much I spent on this dirt) are for tomato growing in the greenhouse. The amount spent would have bought a bunch of organic tomatoes! But what's the fun in that?
One of the problems of being brought up an Illinois farm girl is that you take dirt for granted. Plant the seeds and get out of the way in Illinois! Not so around here. To start, the "free" dirt is heavy and filled with clay. It goes from gooey mud to hard as a rock. Not many plants can handle this kind of dirt. Poppies, I have found, are successful.
I bought a ranunculus last week. Beautiful thing. Makes me think of peonies; oh, how I wish they would grow here for me! I remember three big bushy plants out by the apple trees on the Illinois farm. Dripping with ants, we would pick the flowers and vase them. How lovely a flower! Here is a neat blog site on growing ranunculus and anemones Peonies-Like Beauties
So until things warm up, I am forced to dream, plan, buy store flowers, and clean the chicken coop. Joy. Off to do that next after I put on my winter boots and jacket!