We are at the beginning of a summer of truly boring blog entries. The garden. The garden part two. The garden sequel. The garden grown. The garden now... and on and on. Hopefully I will do something else before too long. I expect to be in PA in August (peak harvest season, btw) so hopefully that will provide some break.
I planted some new roses and the yellow ones are my favorites. The smell reminds me of May Procession. When I went to camp in Greece, I met a woman from Bulgaria who gave everyone a little vial of rose oil from The Rose Valley - where most of the rose oil used in perfumes is made. Wonderful.
I now have 4 raised beds. Right now it is all veggies, but I hope to include flowers. Some people get cats...
My potatoes went crazy - they are the fastest thing I have growing. To grow potatoes you have to mound up the soil as the leaves grow, leaving about 4-6 inches. I had to add another box on top - I didn't realize they grew so much. Learning as I go.
Speaking of learning, this is the new bed which will grow corn, pole beans and squash - the three sisters of Indian planting tradition. I finally learned to include an anti-Laska fence so that the young seedlings have half a chance to grow without their tops being bitten off by a wacko vegetarian wanna-be spaniel.
I planted some new roses and the yellow ones are my favorites. The smell reminds me of May Procession. When I went to camp in Greece, I met a woman from Bulgaria who gave everyone a little vial of rose oil from The Rose Valley - where most of the rose oil used in perfumes is made. Wonderful.
I now have 4 raised beds. Right now it is all veggies, but I hope to include flowers. Some people get cats...
My potatoes went crazy - they are the fastest thing I have growing. To grow potatoes you have to mound up the soil as the leaves grow, leaving about 4-6 inches. I had to add another box on top - I didn't realize they grew so much. Learning as I go.
Speaking of learning, this is the new bed which will grow corn, pole beans and squash - the three sisters of Indian planting tradition. I finally learned to include an anti-Laska fence so that the young seedlings have half a chance to grow without their tops being bitten off by a wacko vegetarian wanna-be spaniel.
1 comment:
geez clare, you're possessed! i am so jealous! i haven't done diddelysquat to my garden....had we not had massive rains this year it would all be dead already, but instead i got some pretty flowers. where on earth do you get the energy to do all this? and are you really putting together your own boxes? i am impressed! keep up the good work, i'll come up for the harvest. (you are the little red hen...i am one of those losers that don't contribute then want it all. the fox? the goose?) bonnie
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