Yes! Finally, I am reaping the harvest. I planted cold weather vegetables the first of March and am now enjoying the “fruits of my labor”. It is so delicious! Vegetables that are packed full of flavor. I’m not being ungrateful, but the grocery store vegetables taste pretty bland compared to homegrown. Gardening takes some effort, but well worth it. Just look…..a sight for sore eyes. I could eat my lunch outside by the garden….all I need is a salt shaker. I can use my handy dandy pocket knife to cut and trim….shake off the dirt and we’re good to go. Hmmm…..where has that pocket knife been? What have I been cutting today? I love red leaf lettuce…..green lettuce…..any color lettuce. All that work of putting a cage around everything finally paid off. Those sorry “chickens” tried their best…but to no avail. My ongoing war with the chickens is almost over. I have my pen built….all I lack is to cut their wings so that they can’t fly over the fence. I’ve asked myself a thousand times…..is this really worth it??? Still no answer. Kale is cool! Or so I hear. I like to eat it when it’s young and tender. Hot or cold? I’ll take it either way. I planted enough for an army though. I always seem to get carried away during planting season. This year I’m going to try and rein it in a bit when I plant the rest of my garden. Not plant more than is necessary. Be reasonable….practice self-control. Is that possible for a “mad cow milkmaid”? We shall find out. Last but not least. My apple trees are blooming right now. Such beautiful blooms. I’m hoping for a bountiful harvest. We like homemade applesauce and we ate the last of it about a week ago. It’s a mess to make, but sure is tasty. “Farm to table”….”know where your food comes from”….”farm to fork”….everybody’s jumping on the bandwagon. I didn’t even know it, but I’ve been on the “bandwagon” ever since I was a kid. Some things never change…………………….Carol
Every farm has a junk pile. Amen! Some may be hidden from view. Others may be in plain sight. Then again…you might find some in the “back forty” dumped on a pile in a low spot. It’s inevitable. What are we supposed to do with all the “scrap metal” that you might use in the next 50 years?! You dare not get rid of it…it might be valuable someday. Then again…the price for scrap iron might go up and we could haul it off and make 30 bucks or so. Or worse…the farmers wife might decide to use it in her garden. I’m talking about rusty old stock tanks. These are the best when it comes to early spring gardening. My big garden is saturated. Spring is sorta like our “monsoon” season. So these tanks “fit the bill” for all the cool weather greens. Here’s my spearmint tea. Aaaahhhh……it smells wonderful. It stays contained in this tank, otherwise it spreads like wildfire. Here’s the “big granddaddy”. I planted strawberries in here last summer. I can’t believe they survived our wicked winter. Just look….a nice little patch. The netting is to keep the chickens out. I’m at war with the critters. So, my next project is building a chicken pen ASAP. I can’t function if they scratch around in my flowerbeds. Don’t they realize that my gardening is my life?! Flowers are much more important than chickens. End of story! I have 5 or 6 tanks in the back yard. I planted lettuce, radishes, spinach, kale, and green onions. I tried potatoes in one as an experiment. Will see how they grow. I’m chompin’ at the bit….can’t wait for some fresh greens. The grocery store produce just doesn’t have flavor. I’ll eat right from the tank. A little dirt doesn’t hurt. Shucks, I’ve had cow poop all over my face and hair and I’m still alive. Here again, the netting is for the chickens AND the cats. Oh the cats….that really gets my goat! Just wanted to show you my “tomatoes” that I have in the house. Remember I started some seeds to see if I’ve got the touch? Now, I’m begging for a greenhouse. I want it heated so that I can sit out there in the dead of winter and “play” when the going gets rough. And eat boxes of donuts and bags of chocolates and pans of lemon bars. It’ll be my “girl cave”. No boys allowed……………………….Carol
P.S. This is totally unrelated……The boys and I were watching a show a while back and a “busy signal” was mentioned. They looked at me and asked……what’s that? So, I proceeded to explain to them what the old rotary and land line phones were all about. If someone was on the line…a buzzing sound, and you had to call back later. How weird….they couldn’t imagine such a time….haha. Now you know that I’m a 70’s child. They think I’m old.
So, I decided that I’m going to be proactive and start some seeds on my own. I love snapdragons and so I ordered a few of those seeds plus some sweet peas. These are both cool weather flowers and in my mind I was going to be ahead of the game. Little did I know what kind of surprise I had waiting on me. Another lesson in life. Live and learn. Nothing is ever as easy as it appears. I gathered together all my supplies and got to work. When I came to the snapdragon seeds……my mouth dropped open. Holy Moly! Have you seen the size of them?! Very tiny! Extremely tiny! I proceeded to gather up my stuff and headed for the kitchen table. This was going to take a little time. Take a look at that. Yes, that’s a 4 dollar package of snapdragon seeds. What a sucker I am. Well, not wanting to waste any of them I put on my reading glasses, grabbed the magnifying glass, and tweezers. Those little dudes can jump. Every time I got one with the tweezers…..they would pop all over the place. It was maddening! I really don’t know if any of them made it into the tiny holes. I just did the best I could and called it good. I was eating handfuls of jelly beans throughout the whole process. I was about to have a fit! I have no idea if anything will sprout. I’ll be sure to let you know either way. It may have been a total bust. So, this is what I felt like doing when I finished…… collapse on the chair and take a nap. But alas, I’m not a dog. Just a wanna be gardener trying something new………………………..Carol