I went shopping yesterday. The usual weekend stuff, and I also went to the discount place, where the old Co-op used to be before the new one was built. I was looking for plastic shoes to wear in the swimming pool – this is not so odd. I’m short, wobbly and one leg is slightly shorter than the other, which doesn’t make for good balance in an aquacise class. I couldn’t find what I thought would suit, so ambled round a bit and ended up with a small assortment of items. It gave me great pleasure to buy a set of screwdrivers, a retractable tape measure, five retractable ballpoint pens, thirty-five pencils with rubbers on the ends and a pack of five tubes of extra-strong mints. All the pens work and I have sharpened one fifth of the pencils so far. I have eaten some of the peppermints and measured various bits of me.
Today was supposed to be spent in the greenhouse – this afternoon, rather; I was busy in the morning. But a friend invited me out for lunch. Seeds will be sown another day.
Of course, it’s a waning moon and there is a school of thought which declares that seeds germinate better when sown with a waxing moon (whoops, I typed ‘moob’ first, which gives a strange mental picture). I’ve never found any particular difference myself; it has always seemed to me that the temperature and other physical conditions matter more, but I’ve never done a careful trial and there are always other things that could get in the way. I think one would have to test it over several years with a wide range of seeds. I suppose the obvious way to start is with weekly sowings of mung beans or mustard and cress, but I somehow don’t think I’d ever bother to record the results carefully.