My gran’ma wouldn’t shell peas on the porch with me. I tended to eat more then I shelled. Now that I’m 60 I wonder, what was all the fuss about eating raw peas?
Honestly, the smartest idea in vegetables during my life time, has to be snap peas. They are absolutely meant to be eaten raw. Raw peas are like eating green candy.
I do like lightly cooked, deep green peas, but only on crisp autumn days with salmon and roast potatoes. All of them cooked with lemon and dill. But autumn peas come from the freezer (no canned peas in this house!) To have frozen peas, someone has to sit and shell peas, eating less then they save.
I married a man who hates cooked peas. He would rather eat the dirt they grow in then eat peas. I really do not understand that kind of rejection. But because of him, I can get away with growing enough peas in a large pot.
Just add a tomato cage for support and give them plenty of sunshine and time. Just 8 pea vines will give me plenty of green candy. But just in case I want more, and I always do, I plant more pots of peas.
When the vines are taller I will top dress them with worm castings and add green wood chips on top of the soil. Right now it doesn’t seem like I put in enough dirt, but I need room for the chips.
I only grow dwarf and semi dwarf vines in pots. I think I could grow six foot vines in a pot, but the dwarfs are easier to keep upright in a strong wind. You could grow peas in pots directly from seed. They will do what they were created to do, “grow and be fruitful.” I even save seed from potted peas. It is as simple as forgetting to water a pot of ripe peas. More about that later in the season. For now, the job of planting peas in pots is the joy of watching them grow. It is far more interesting that watching paint dry.
46/35 F in Everett, Washington today. 11 hours, 17 minutes between sunrise and sunset. It is energizing!
I love the book of Luke! It is fun going over it again, re-reading my old notes, even though I have to pull out a magnifying glass to see what I wrote in such tiny hand writing. Tomorrow morning, Tuesday, March 6th I’ll be on instagram praying through Luke 3. Hope you find your way there. God Bless!
Debs in Everett, Washington…. where peas are not the only thing to be up-potted. Solstice Broccoli has been up-potted to 4-inch pots. Whoo-hoo!