I started stocks from seed this year for the first time ever. I walked into the propagation room - which is one without windows beneath a staircase and can get pretty dank sometimes - and there was a delicious smell. One of the stocks in one of those two inch pots was in full bloom. I have been toying with the idea of giving up on seed-starting. But this has just about made me change my mind. Now if only the fragrant white echinacea I started from seed two years ago - the three plants I see coming back from winter oblivion - would bloom like crazy this summer it would be settled.
The weather here this spring has been just crazy-great. Days with highs in the seventies and low eighties, occasional light clouds, two or three days with rain in a month. And cool nights with no killing frosts since mid April. I couldn't be happier. It's gotten me out in the garden five or six days a week. Sometimes I just sit out there and wait for weeds to grow! (Actually I'm having a hard time keeping up, but I think right now the garden is less weedy than it has been since I moved here three years ago. )
