Changing seasons

Three of my four rooted cuttings of variegated basil have made the transition to life in the soil just fine. The fourth....not so much. So I pulled it out, cut off a bit of stem, and put it back into water to think things over.

Temps in the mid-40s at night now. That's a little chilly for coleus and such, so I've been bringing in the plants one or two at a time. I have hanging planters full of mixed varieties, to back up the cuttings I'll root and put in the basement.

The planter with the ipomoea cuttings got sprayed heavily with Absolute Systemic Death to Everything yesterday but I bet I still get whitefly in March same as always.

I picked two tomatoes yesterday and noticed two more golf-ball-sized ones.

The little bulbous bud of the mayapple I bought at Monticello was peeking through the soil. I'm reasonably convinced it's not supposed to do that, so I mounded some soil and birdseed-hull-mulch over it.

The last batch of begonia cuttings I took rotted instead of rooting. Time to try again.

And so goes the changing of the seasons.

I haven't taken any sage cuttings.