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Hi you all– Every spring when the sweet peas bloom, I have gardening buddies who say, “Oh I should have remembered to plant some seeds. When do we do that?” Well, I’m reminding you (at least in California), it’s right now.
Put mine in the earth today. So now I’m like Toad (in the Frog and Toad books) sitting and watching them, singing to them, shouting at them, reading them poetry–just waiting for them to grow! Love, love sweet peas.
Hi friends– Here they are–sweet peas. I love these things. Their genus name is Lathyrus odorous. And that makes sense. Their smell is just luscious. Besides being the prettiest thing you can grow.
My grandmother always had a crop each spring. I loved to help her cut them. And I grew them too the first few years we were married. But when we moved to Spain, in spite of valiant efforts to nurture them in patio pots or 7th floor window boxes, we never had more than a few sad blossoms. So later when we came to live at 314, I got those seeds in the ground that first year and waited. When those abundant blossoms appeared week after week, I really felt we had come “home.”
So here’s to fistfuls of sweet peas, fragrant, delicate, delicious!!
The Thankful Heart 