The 100th day of the year has its own quiet rule in Latvian garden — peas go into the soil. No discussions, no overthinking, no checking the forecast for the tenth time.
No matter what, the peas are going in.
Some years the ground is still a bit cold, some years it’s perfectly ready. It doesn’t really matter. This is one of those small traditions that we follow not because it’s perfect, but because it works often enough — and because it connects us to something older than us.
Peas like an early start. If we wait too long, the pests arrive faster than we do. So we take our chances, tuck the seeds into the soil, and trust that they’ll figure it out.
It’s a simple act, but it feels important. A small moment of choosing to begin, even when conditions aren’t ideal.
And maybe that’s the real reason we do it.
Ilze
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Well, may the peas look at the state of the world and all the current nasties going on and feel sorry for those large creatures planting and say – they deserve better > let’s make them smile . . . you wait and see, you may get a bumper crop this year . . . 🙂 !
That would be lovely 😊 I really hope they decide to be kind to us this year.
great tradition and they provide many good meals. Best of luck.
Yes, they really do — fresh peas never last long in our kitchen 🙂
Peas are pealicious!
Pealicious is the perfect word for them 😄
Thanks Ilze! I totally made that up. 😂❤️
You are good at this!
Thanks! ❤️☺️
How interesting. I hope they do well for you 🙂
Thank you 🙂 It’s simple, but it feels right every year.
That is an interesting tradition. I love fresh peas and eat them raw or cooked.
Same here — I think half of them never even make it to cooking 😄
Well it is good that some of them do.
I like the idea of tradition connecting us to something older than us. I wish you well with them – then maybe you can put them on trellises
Maybe! I will make support later, when they grow. My grandmother did it from branches.