I'm looking at heat pads to put under my seed starting trays. I need
several (say 4 or 5) and they get quite pricey when you also include a
thermostatic control. Do you have any clever ways to provide controlled
heating to your starting seeds that uses other stuff and is less costly?

TIA
EJ in NJ

In article ,
Ernie Willson wrote:

I'm looking at heat pads to put under my seed starting trays. I need
several (say 4 or 5) and they get quite pricey when you also include a
thermostatic control. Do you have any clever ways to provide controlled
heating to your starting seeds that uses other stuff and is less costly?

TIA
EJ in NJ

Mine just has a little control switch that reads low - medium - high.
Get the cheapest that you can. I put mine inside a garbage bag to
protect it from moisture before I lay the germination tray on it, under
the grow lights.

Some people have luck germinating on top of the refrigerator, or water
heater. I used to do it under my heated water bed, but it wasn't near as
effective as the combined hot pad/light combo.
--

- Billy
"For the first time in the history of the world, every human being
is now subjected to contact with dangerous chemicals, from the
moment of conception until death." - Rachel Carson

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WI29wVQN8Go

http://www.haaretz.com/hasen/spages/1072040.html

Ernie Willson wrote:

I'm looking at heat pads to put under my seed starting trays. I need
several (say 4 or 5) and they get quite pricey when you also include a
thermostatic control. Do you have any clever ways to provide controlled
heating to your starting seeds that uses other stuff and is less costly?

Those heating pads are often relatively high wattage for the heat they
produce. Years ago when I started veggies from seed in my basement window
I set ordinary incandescent bulbs under the metal shelving.. . a couple 15
watt bulbs under each 30" shelf put out sufficient heat and the metal shelf
spread the heat nicely. I used to raise tropical fish so I had lots of
extra aquaruim hoods that hung upside down under the shelves. I'm sure if
you check the big box hardware stores they'll have very inexpensie reflector
hoods, you'll just have to figure some method to position and to attach
them. Many just clip on.

Charlie wrote in message
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On Sun, 12 Apr 2009 00:06:12 GMT, "brooklyn1"
wrote:

Ernie Willson wrote:

I'm looking at heat pads to put under my seed starting trays. I need
several (say 4 or 5) and they get quite pricey when you also include a
thermostatic control. Do you have any clever ways to provide controlled
heating to your starting seeds that uses other stuff and is less costly?

Those heating pads are often relatively high wattage for the heat they
produce. Years ago when I started veggies from seed in my basement
window
I set ordinary incandescent bulbs under the metal shelving.. . a couple 15
watt bulbs under each 30" shelf put out sufficient heat and the metal
shelf
spread the heat nicely. I used to raise tropical fish so I had lots of
extra aquaruim hoods that hung upside down under the shelves. I'm sure if
you check the big box hardware stores they'll have very inexpensie
reflector
hoods, you'll just have to figure some method to position and to attach
them. Many just clip on.


Why should I bother with this or more expense when my system works
just fine?



If your system works just fine why did you ask, you must be a troll.

Charlie wrote in message
...
On Sun, 12 Apr 2009 02:42:43 GMT, "brooklyn1"
wrote:


Charlie wrote in message
. ..
On Sun, 12 Apr 2009 00:06:12 GMT, "brooklyn1"
wrote:

Ernie Willson wrote:

I'm looking at heat pads to put under my seed starting trays. I need
several (say 4 or 5) and they get quite pricey when you also include a
thermostatic control. Do you have any clever ways to provide controlled
heating to your starting seeds that uses other stuff and is less
costly?

Those heating pads are often relatively high wattage for the heat they
produce. Years ago when I started veggies from seed in my basement
window
I set ordinary incandescent bulbs under the metal shelving.. . a couple
15
watt bulbs under each 30" shelf put out sufficient heat and the metal
shelf
spread the heat nicely. I used to raise tropical fish so I had lots of
extra aquaruim hoods that hung upside down under the shelves. I'm sure
if
you check the big box hardware stores they'll have very inexpensie
reflector
hoods, you'll just have to figure some method to position and to attach
them. Many just clip on.


Why should I bother with this or more expense when my system works
just fine?



If your system works just fine why did you ask, you must be a troll.


Dumbshit. *I* didn't ask.

You piggybacked my post to ernie.

Ernie asked, I answered, you ****ed up and replied to the wrong post,
****wit.

Once you start with the foul language every sane poster knows you're a
loser... hey, you wanna check out my peepee too, yet another know nothing
LOSER! Your hands never touched dirt yet you're subscribed to a gardening
newsgroup... it's patently obvious you're only here to get your sexual
jollies too... you and that know nothing Vicky slut oughter hook up, she has
a peepee fetish just like you. LOL

In article , Charlie wrote:

On Sun, 12 Apr 2009 03:27:26 GMT, "brooklyn1"
wrote:


Charlie wrote in message
.. .
On Sun, 12 Apr 2009 02:42:43 GMT, "brooklyn1"
wrote:


Charlie wrote in message
...
On Sun, 12 Apr 2009 00:06:12 GMT, "brooklyn1"
wrote:

Ernie Willson wrote:

I'm looking at heat pads to put under my seed starting trays. I need
several (say 4 or 5) and they get quite pricey when you also include a
thermostatic control. Do you have any clever ways to provide controlled
heating to your starting seeds that uses other stuff and is less
costly?

Those heating pads are often relatively high wattage for the heat they
produce. Years ago when I started veggies from seed in my basement
window
I set ordinary incandescent bulbs under the metal shelving.. . a couple
15
watt bulbs under each 30" shelf put out sufficient heat and the metal
shelf
spread the heat nicely. I used to raise tropical fish so I had lots of
extra aquaruim hoods that hung upside down under the shelves. I'm sure
if
you check the big box hardware stores they'll have very inexpensie
reflector
hoods, you'll just have to figure some method to position and to attach
them. Many just clip on.


Why should I bother with this or more expense when my system works
just fine?



If your system works just fine why did you ask, you must be a troll.


Dumbshit. *I* didn't ask.

You piggybacked my post to ernie.

Ernie asked, I answered, you ****ed up and replied to the wrong post,
****wit.

Once you start with the foul language every sane poster knows you're a
loser... hey, you wanna check out my peepee too, yet another know nothing
LOSER! Your hands never touched dirt yet you're subscribed to a gardening
newsgroup... it's patently obvious you're only here to get your sexual
jollies too... you and that know nothing Vicky slut oughter hook up, she has
a peepee fetish just like you. LOL

Charlie declares spank on brooklyn1/sheldon. Rings shellies deckside
lunch bell........Bwaaaahhhaaaaaaaahhhaaaaaa

Luser.

FTP
Charlie

And so our jolly band of gardeners regale themselves into the night.
Tune in next time for more on re-built hymens, erectile dysfunction, and
who stole Charlie's log. Oh yeah, there may be some gardening too. Bye.
--

- Billy
"For the first time in the history of the world, every human being
is now subjected to contact with dangerous chemicals, from the
moment of conception until death." - Rachel Carson

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WI29wVQN8Go

http://www.haaretz.com/hasen/spages/1072040.html

In article , Charlie wrote:

On Sun, 12 Apr 2009 16:15:18 -0700, Billy
wrote:

And so our jolly band of gardeners regale themselves into the night.
Tune in next time for more on re-built hymens, erectile dysfunction, and
who stole Charlie's log. Oh yeah, there may be some gardening too. Bye.


And as you may be aware, that dirty old log is an integral part of my
life. I've had it for a long, long time! This is a serious situation,
bro!

Charlie

“If you ever crawl inside an old hollow log and go to sleep, and while
you're in there some guys come and seal up both ends and then put it
on a truck and take it to another city, boy, I don't know what to tell
you.” -- Jack Handy

Next time on "wrecked gardens": log jacked! Stay tuned.
--

- Billy
"For the first time in the history of the world, every human being
is now subjected to contact with dangerous chemicals, from the
moment of conception until death." - Rachel Carson

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WI29wVQN8Go

http://www.haaretz.com/hasen/spages/1072040.html

"Billy" wrote in message
...
In article , Charlie wrote:

On Sun, 12 Apr 2009 16:15:18 -0700, Billy
wrote:

And so our jolly band of gardeners regale themselves into the night.
Tune in next time for more on re-built hymens, erectile dysfunction, and
who stole Charlie's log. Oh yeah, there may be some gardening too. Bye.


And as you may be aware, that dirty old log is an integral part of my
life. I've had it for a long, long time! This is a serious situation,
bro!

Charlie


Next time on "wrecked gardens": log jacked! Stay tuned.

And another thing about biochar, I was happily using my favourite logs as
mother logs and log piles for fungus and lizards, and now we're supposed to
cook them?
Man, it just never ends.......

In article
,
Billy wrote:

In article , Charlie wrote:

On Sun, 12 Apr 2009 16:15:18 -0700, Billy
wrote:

And so our jolly band of gardeners regale themselves into the night.
Tune in next time for more on re-built hymens, erectile dysfunction, and
who stole Charlie's log. Oh yeah, there may be some gardening too. Bye.


And as you may be aware, that dirty old log is an integral part of my
life. I've had it for a long, long time! This is a serious situation,
bro!

Charlie

“If you ever crawl inside an old hollow log and go to sleep, and while
you're in there some guys come and seal up both ends and then put it
on a truck and take it to another city, boy, I don't know what to tell
you.” -- Jack Handy

Next time on "wrecked gardens": log jacked! Stay tuned.

Hi, boys and girls. If you remember last time, Captain Charlie had just
crawled into his hollow log to see how the germination of his mythical
Atlantis Tomato was doing, when he heard the screech of a large truck
coming to a halt. Suddenly the ends of the log where sealed, and he
could feel the log being lifted into the air, only to be dropped hard.
The last that Captain Charlie remembered as the darkness washed over his
consciousness was the pitching and bouncing of a flat bed truck, hauling
him and and his log away.

Waking up, Captain Charlie, unsure of how long he had been unconscious,
heard the horns and whistles of many ships and boats. Again he could
feel himself being swung and dropped. Diesel motors roared and a voice
rang out, "Dépêchez-vous les gars. Fiche-moi le camp ! Déplacez cet
putain de wagon tout de suite." Charlie could feel the jerk of the truck
as it started to move. The truck moved slowly along La Canebière, past
the pimps, the pickpockets, and the muggers. All that Captain Charlie
could hear was the tires against the cobblestones and the rap music
spilling out into the street from the passing night clubs. The truck
finally found itself on a narrow cobblestone street leading north to the
suburbs.

The truck driver was a large burley man with big hands, whose few
friends called him Rocky. Next to him with a baseball cap pulled down
over his eyes, trying to get some sleep, was a smaller man called Clay.
"Damn", said Rocky. "What's up?", asked Clay, whose voice betrayed a
lack of interest. "How big are penguins?", Rocky asked with concern in
his voice. "About three feet tall", a sleepy Clay responded. "Why?" "I
think I just ran over a nun", said a dejected Rocky. "We'd better get
out of here".

Fortunately for Captain Charlie, his good friend Wild Billy had been
following them since they had left Missouri . FInding an opportune vine,
Wild Billy swung down towards the truck, holding a glass of precocious
and impertinent Morgon in his free hand.

"What was that?", said Rocky. "What was what?", asked Clay, irritated by
being woken up again." I thought I heard something hit the truck ",
said Rocky. "I'd better stop and check." Stepping out of the cab, Rocky
saw the crumpled body of Wild Billy in the middle of the street. Then he
saw the large, red splattered dent high o the side of his truck.
Confused, Rocky walked back towards where Wild Billy laid in the road.

Impatient with sitting in the truck's cab, Clay got out to see what was
keeping Rocky for so long. Rounding the corner of the back of the back
of the truck, Clay saw a billowing black phantom hovering over Rocky,
and striking him time after time. "Oh, my god", Clay blurted out.

Hearing the sound, the phantom turned to face Clay. Clay's eyes widened
in fear when he recognized Jangchub, The Lesbian Nun, who had muddy tire
marks across the front of her habit.

Tune in next time boys and girls for the next installment of "The Temple
of the Lost Tomato".
--

- Billy
"For the first time in the history of the world, every human being
is now subjected to contact with dangerous chemicals, from the
moment of conception until death." - Rachel Carson

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WI29wVQN8Go

http://www.haaretz.com/hasen/spages/1072040.html

"Billy" wrote in message
...
In article
,
Billy wrote:

In article , Charlie wrote:

On Sun, 12 Apr 2009 16:15:18 -0700, Billy
wrote:

And so our jolly band of gardeners regale themselves into the night.
Tune in next time for more on re-built hymens, erectile dysfunction,
and
who stole Charlie's log. Oh yeah, there may be some gardening too.
Bye.


And as you may be aware, that dirty old log is an integral part of my
life. I've had it for a long, long time! This is a serious situation,
bro!

Charlie

"If you ever crawl inside an old hollow log and go to sleep, and while
you're in there some guys come and seal up both ends and then put it
on a truck and take it to another city, boy, I don't know what to tell
you." -- Jack Handy

Next time on "wrecked gardens": log jacked! Stay tuned.

Hi, boys and girls. If you remember last time, Captain Charlie had just
crawled into his hollow log to see how the germination of his mythical
Atlantis Tomato was doing, when he heard the screech of a large truck
coming to a halt. Suddenly the ends of the log where sealed, and he
could feel the log being lifted into the air, only to be dropped hard.
The last that Captain Charlie remembered as the darkness washed over his
consciousness was the pitching and bouncing of a flat bed truck, hauling
him and and his log away.

Waking up, Captain Charlie, unsure of how long he had been unconscious,
heard the horns and whistles of many ships and boats. Again he could
feel himself being swung and dropped. Diesel motors roared and a voice
rang out, "Dépêchez-vous les gars. Fiche-moi le camp ! Déplacez cet
putain de wagon tout de suite." Charlie could feel the jerk of the truck
as it started to move. The truck moved slowly along La Canebière, past
the pimps, the pickpockets, and the muggers. All that Captain Charlie
could hear was the tires against the cobblestones and the rap music
spilling out into the street from the passing night clubs. The truck
finally found itself on a narrow cobblestone street leading north to the
suburbs.

The truck driver was a large burley man with big hands, whose few
friends called him Rocky. Next to him with a baseball cap pulled down
over his eyes, trying to get some sleep, was a smaller man called Clay.
"Damn", said Rocky. "What's up?", asked Clay, whose voice betrayed a
lack of interest. "How big are penguins?", Rocky asked with concern in
his voice. "About three feet tall", a sleepy Clay responded. "Why?" "I
think I just ran over a nun", said a dejected Rocky. "We'd better get
out of here".

Fortunately for Captain Charlie, his good friend Wild Billy had been
following them since they had left Missouri . FInding an opportune vine,
Wild Billy swung down towards the truck, holding a glass of precocious
and impertinent Morgon in his free hand.

"What was that?", said Rocky. "What was what?", asked Clay, irritated by
being woken up again." I thought I heard something hit the truck ",
said Rocky. "I'd better stop and check." Stepping out of the cab, Rocky
saw the crumpled body of Wild Billy in the middle of the street. Then he
saw the large, red splattered dent high o the side of his truck.
Confused, Rocky walked back towards where Wild Billy laid in the road.

Impatient with sitting in the truck's cab, Clay got out to see what was
keeping Rocky for so long. Rounding the corner of the back of the back
of the truck, Clay saw a billowing black phantom hovering over Rocky,
and striking him time after time. "Oh, my god", Clay blurted out.

Hearing the sound, the phantom turned to face Clay. Clay's eyes widened
in fear when he recognized Jangchub, The Lesbian Nun, who had muddy tire
marks across the front of her habit.

Tune in next time boys and girls for the next installment of "The Temple
of the Lost Tomato".

Man, I am *so* glad that wasn't a real penguin. They are cute and
friendly........ Great story, do far...