I had every intention of starting some herbs from seed in boxes for the upper balcony deck this year. I even bought the seed. I bought some sand to mix with the potting soil. I researched what temps they want to germinate. I kept a shelf clear in the basement for them.
Somehow I never got around to actually doing it, though. So instead, I stopped by the nursery in Alstead and bought some baby plants instead. I got basil, both green and purple, parsley, thyme, and um, something else. Oh, right, garlic chives.
At least I got these right into the boxes and under the lights.
Frank pulled out one of the regular chive clumps from the garden and I potted that up as well. I tried to break it into smaller divisions, but it just didn’t want to go. So oh well, it’s there in one giant clump.
Then I put all the boxes under the lights, and the chives are so huge that they were touching the bulbs. I was thinking I would cut them back and it should be fine, when I had a sudden rush of brains to the head and realized if it’s growing like this out in the garden, I can just put the chives out on the balcony already. No need for them to stay in the basement under lights. Duh!
At least I got them started. I was going to have a sad culinary window box collection if I waited any longer. I think it’ll be nice to have them so near the kitchen, to go along with the lettuce, peas and onions I already have growing up there.
I think the herbs will need to stay under the lights in the basement until the temps at night are above 50. I wonder if I can keep them under lights after the season is over? They don’t need a lot of water, so neglect should be right up my alley.