Detroit Dark Red beets
‘Bright Lights’ Swiss chard
Got my son to plant his own sixer of Cerinthe a few days ago, by the way. He claims not to be interested in gardening, but neither was I, really, at his age. I told him I needed his help planting some seeds. Little does he know, what I’m really hoping will germinate is a love of gardening. Some seeds just need a little help breaking dormancy, I figure.
Sure, when he was younger I dressed him in little denim overalls and bought him tiny gardening tools… even fancy kids’ gardening gloves… but that ended up being solely for my amusement. He gets good grades in a challenging school program, so when he chooses to spend his down time playing Xbox and GameBoy games, I can’t really complain… or compete. My new plan is insidiously subtle. I’ll let him see how much I enjoy watching seeds sprout and grow, ask him to help every now and then, and let nature take it from there.
To be fair, he gave up on me as a video game partner. Video games are so boring to me I’d rather scratch my own eyes out than play them. Now, if they made a gardening video game, it might be a different story…