Here in Maine, spring is sometimes really late coming. For months now my Facebook feed has been full of flowers and green grass from my friends further south. But after a week of rain, the sun finally came out and it feels like spring has arrived. The first daffodils have unfolded, the forsythia is blooming, and the symphony of lawnmowers and chainsaws has begun.
For us, the promise of spring started months and months ago, back when there were still snow drifts on the ground. We grow all the botanicals, flowers and herbs that go into our products but we also grow most of the veggies that we eat all season long and through the winter. Back in February the first seeds were sown for this summer’s harvest. Three trays of onions that steadily grew and grew as the days got longer and longer. Four weeks ago we moved them to the outside greenhouse to make room for the trays of flowers, peppers, tomatoes, and herbs. Our living room is filled with green, busting at the seams, as the plants grow. In a few short weeks, once we are sure that the nighttime frost will not return, they will be carefully placed outside and the hard work of summer will begin.
This weekend we celebrated spring by transplanting or potting up the majority of our vegetables and flowers. We cleared off the picnic table, mixed batches and batches of potting soil and rooted through the shed to find the right size pots for our precious babies. As we worked together the barbecue was going in the background with the promise of an amazing dinner once the work was done. One person worked, gently uprooting the small plant, while the other prepared its new home. Once the plant was snugly tucked into its new abode we gently watered them before bringing them back inside. Its still too cold here in Maine for some of tender plants that we grow to live outside…just yet.
It’s a labor of love to grow these plants from seed all the way through till the end. It would be much easier to just buy the tomatoes, the onions, the lavender, the thyme. But that is not what we believe in here at Dulse & Rugosa. We know that the tomatoes that you grow will taste better than any other. In the depths of winter when we reach into the root cellar and pull out our onions, potatoes, and squash something magical happens. Even though its winter a glimmer of summer shows through. The same magic happens each time I go to make our shower shots or our seaweed shampoo bars. I open the glass jar filled with rugosa rose petals and I am back on Gotts Island, next to the ocean reaching for the petals, avoiding the thorns, and breathing in the heavy scents of roses, salt, and the summer sun.
There is a magic in growing plants. And each spring as the small, hard, dry seeds magically turn into bountiful flowers, succulent fruits and verdant vegetables I am reminded of how lucky I am to a part of this process. I cherish spring for its power, magic and most of all the return of GREEN. Spring has finally sprung here in Maine and we are sooo excited.