Sunday, April 12, 2015

Garden Sprouts 2.0

Well, I'm sure you've been loosing sleep over the outcome of the Cat-astrophy that was my seed sprouting attempt. Turns out all I really lost was most of my tomatoes and all of my peppers. Well, all of my peppers except 1 sprout that I have no idea what variety it is. I lost half of my Bloody Butchers, but still have 10 so that's enough whether it's enough or not.

On the other hand, I have a dozen other tomato plants that survived but I don't know what kind they are. Maybe Romas, or could be Giant Delicious. It's like getting a puppy and not knowing if it's going to be a rottweiler or a poodle. Or getting a kitten and not knowing if it's going to be a tabby or a cougar.

So I re-planted a bunch of replacement tomatoes and peppers a couple of days ago. I'm already staring at the 6-packs expecting to see sprouts, even though I know there won't be any for a week or more. Now I need to plant some flower seeds, and maybe some more lettuce. On the bright side, it turns out the strawberry and rosemary seeds I planted were in the tray that got left on the kitchen table, so they survived Catzilla. They're actually already sprouting, along with some daisies and a whole bunch of chamomile. I'm going to grow my own herb tea.

Plus, this afternoon I went out and looked over the garden. It's more of a rice paddy than anything else right now. The ditches are full of water & the rest of the garden is too muddy to do anything with. The strawberry plants survived. With the seeds I just started I'll have three different varieties, plus a gardener down the street said he'd give me some of his. Plus he said I could have some blackberries or raspberries or something. Don't have any idea where those will go.

Plus, there are free-range lettuce and radish plants in the garden. At the end of the year I just let the lettuce and radishes go to seed. Now I'm reaping the fruits of my laziness. I also never got around to pulling out the onions. A bunch of them survived, so we've got green onions if nothing else. There are also a few left-over carrots. And I found a couple of asparagus shoots in the garden that need to be transplanted in with the rest of their asparagus brothers and sisters.

But, it doesn't matter what kind of muddy mess the garden is in now because it's moving next door. Keith made a deal with the neighbor to dig up a garden in the back corner of her yard near where it's at now, but the ground is a little higher than our garden. I think we're paying in green beans and salsa.

And so I get to look forward to a whole new garden and I have no idea what it's going to look like. I don't know how big it will be, how many plants I'll be able to stuff in it, or what kind of scarecrow to put up. I don't think the new neighbor would like the "Will Work For Sex" baseball cap my scarecrow wore one year. I'd love to get some really sparkly prom dress and make a Homecoming Queen scarecrow. Who says they have to be ugly? After all, you know no matter how hideous you make a scarecrow they're not really going to scare anything away.

1 comment:

  1. That deal with your neighbor sounds to me like you're about to become a sharecropper! Do I hear banjos playing the background?

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