Okay, so I lopped off a bunch of that fucking honeysuckle so joe-pye and friends would have more light, but I also planted my solid gold hardy fuchsia seeds. Fuchsia magellanica, I believe; hardy fuchsia,  anyway. I just hope they’ll be okay until their seed mat arrives on Friday; they want 70-75F to germinate. Hope the Dixie cup trick works; if it does, I can put them in the ground with no transplant shock at all. We’ll see, but for now, they’re in a plastic tent (AKA giant ziploc bag my row cover came in), in my beloved south window.

Also, I found…Dale! Okay, so it’s his twin, but now I know he was a 1994 McDonalds toy, and so was Mr. Turtle (actually a Galapagos tortoise). I’ve got snipes set for both of them, and I’ll get Dale a silver sleeper earring, just like the original Dale had.