Posts Tagged ‘gardening’

I think Sunday will be the time for my garden updates (at a minimum, not saying that they won’t pop up here and there through the week too)

Nothing happens much this time of year except for planning and anticipation but this week my pear tomatoes have sprouted (today) and just barely. I’m not sure if I looked this morning if I would have seen them or not.

The “Best of Show” mix, basil, and marjoram went in the seed pots today. Paul is nicking the gourds and going to have them soaking tonight and I’ll put them in the soil tomorrow before bed.

I also should mention that I don’t know if I was a big commercial farm that I could qualify for organic seal. I don’t use organic seeds (does it take a couple of generations to be organic? I’m honestly not sure) and some non-organic things definitely go in my compost pile so I wouldn’t be surprised if it didn’t qualify under government organic standards.


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Itty bitty garlic

None around here during garlic harvesting time. Well, unless you have read The Twilight Series by Stephenie Meyer and know that the garlic rumors are nothing more than just rumors.

All of my garlic is up out of the beds and all but one bulb is itty bitty. I know some of the cloves I planted were small and ‘they’ say that big cloves grow big bulbs and the same is true for small cloves but some of them were big. I’m not going to save any of them for planting in the fall, instead I am going to hope that they have garlic at the farmers market again this year and hand pick some bulbs.

If you have some yummy garlic recipes throw them at me, since I’ve also heard that small bulbs don’t store well so I’m going to have to use and give away what I’ve just harvested.

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squash seedlings

Weather is still cool and overcast, perfect for getting some overgrown seedlings into the ground and I was in the mood for some gardening therapy. I could spend all day out there, if only the list of things that need to be done inside magically got done.

I remember my Grandma walking around her garden every morning/evening talking to it and making sure that everything was coming along just right. When company came to visit they often got the tour, being introduced to all the plants along the way. When my Aunt and Uncle quit their jobs to move in with them and be their fulltime caregivers they made sure that they planted the garden.

That last year, the garden produced and just kept on producing. If anyone was without fresh vegetables it was only because we weren’t aware they wanted or needed some.

Up until this point I’d tried a couple of half hearted attempts at a vegetable garden but nothing really took off. When Grandma died, instead of gardening just because it’s what you do when you have extra land I felt drawn to the earth with a strong connection. I’ve always known how to garden, I grew up with a backyard garden.

It’s more than how I get my vegetables in the summer, it’s my connection to Grandma. I feel closer to her with my hands in the dirt (without gloves because those gloves don’t let you do anything, they’re fine if you need to shovel or something but not for everyday gardening) than I do anywhere else. She always had an experimental row, something that ‘doesn’t grow around here’ or that they had never tried before. I usually have something new in my garden too. I also think it’s part of why I like to share what I grow so much. Grandma planted her garden with the needs of the entire neighborhood in mind, not just hers.

Grandma, thanks for the lessons you’ve taught me and thanks for hanging out in my garden with me.

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My paternal Grandma loved to garden, loved flowers, and especially loved lilacs. Whenever she had company over she’d take them out back and introduce them to her garden. Ever morning and evening she’d walk through making sure everyone was just fine and had exactly what they needed to grow.

It was until the summer after she passed away that garden switched from being a chore to something I enjoy and look forward to every spring. I feel very connected to her when I am in my garden with dirt underneath my fingernails.


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