Today my daughter asked me what was going in the empty spot in the garden. Well the one she meant is the solanum bed, which will get the tomatoes and peppers. Those seedlings are well on their way. Or so I thought. I went down to check on them. Their automatic light was off. Several of the hours in the middle of the day were pushed down on the automatic timers so they have been getting very little light since it happened. But I have no clue when those got pushed down. I know I've been on steroids from my doctor and it is supposed to mess with your mind when you taper off, but I swear there is a ghost in my plant room. Who else would be playing with my lights?
And that is not all. I was down there to check on the other seedlings. Sunday I finally planted my cucumbers and squash in some soil blocks. I was only two weeks off of my written schedule. Sigh. I've been a bit slow at getting my gardening work done. Anyway today I saw signs of life, but not like I wanted.
They are growing roots outside of the soil and trying to heave themselves up and out. This one pushed itself all the way out and had massive roots all along what ought to have been its stem. I wish I had better photos, but as soon as I saw it I took the worst ones out and covered up the roots of the ones that weren't as bad. Only after I had repaired what I could from the ghost attack, did I think of documenting it. Maybe I should feed them some chamomile tea to calm them down? Or maybe I should be the one drinking it.
Such strangeness going on and it isn't even close to the full moon.