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Beginning the Gardens
Apr. 19th, 2025 02:16 pmI am not good at this, but I hope that I'll have a crop of something by the end of the summer.
The raised bed exists, but I need more soil before I can plant anything. In Georgia, that means I'm already too late for peas. I'll have at least a few beans of various types though (yard long, lima beans, and October beans) if I'm not completely cack-handed. Okra should still grow. Lettuces. It's a small bed, but if I grid it correctly, it should give us quite a bit for late summer and early autumn. I hope to get the artichoke planted, but I know that I can't expect anything until next summer at the earliest and more likely the summer after that.
In large planters, I have a dwarf Meyer lemon tree and a dwarf finger lime, both of which are self fertilizing.
The Arbor Day Foundation trees arrived on Thursday and the gardener planted them on Friday. Two Kiefer pear trees and two American hazelnuts have been planted. We may get the hazels next year. The pears are like the artichoke, probably two years out.
The front has had the iris, croci, and other bulbs/rhizomes planted. The iris and tuberose should come up this year. They'll be a bit sparse, but they'll all fill in as the years go by. The saffron crocus will be up in the fall and the rest of the bulbs will show up next spring.
One of the Arbor Day Foundation trees has been planted in the front yard. It's a pink dogwood, the one sign of spring I missed when I lived in Europe. Then there are two lilac bushes. They're one of the few types that can even survive in this growing zone, so I hope that I'll have the sweet scent next spring, but more than anything else, the lilacs are a crap shoot. Several roses have been planted on the other side of the front door, all of them scent roses, all of them different heights with different bloom times.
This is my way of protecting my family. Next year, I'll know what I'm doing and can start another raised bed and one of the big bags for potatoes.
Nicky (male dog) had a cyst removed this week. I thought the scar would be about two inches. It's closer to five. Fortunately, it's on a part of his back that he can't reach, so we only put him in the cone of shame (it's really an inflatable donut) when we're not around to keep an eye on him.
Sis turned 61 yesterday. Our dinner reservations were changed by the restaurant from last night to tonight.
The raised bed exists, but I need more soil before I can plant anything. In Georgia, that means I'm already too late for peas. I'll have at least a few beans of various types though (yard long, lima beans, and October beans) if I'm not completely cack-handed. Okra should still grow. Lettuces. It's a small bed, but if I grid it correctly, it should give us quite a bit for late summer and early autumn. I hope to get the artichoke planted, but I know that I can't expect anything until next summer at the earliest and more likely the summer after that.
In large planters, I have a dwarf Meyer lemon tree and a dwarf finger lime, both of which are self fertilizing.
The Arbor Day Foundation trees arrived on Thursday and the gardener planted them on Friday. Two Kiefer pear trees and two American hazelnuts have been planted. We may get the hazels next year. The pears are like the artichoke, probably two years out.
The front has had the iris, croci, and other bulbs/rhizomes planted. The iris and tuberose should come up this year. They'll be a bit sparse, but they'll all fill in as the years go by. The saffron crocus will be up in the fall and the rest of the bulbs will show up next spring.
One of the Arbor Day Foundation trees has been planted in the front yard. It's a pink dogwood, the one sign of spring I missed when I lived in Europe. Then there are two lilac bushes. They're one of the few types that can even survive in this growing zone, so I hope that I'll have the sweet scent next spring, but more than anything else, the lilacs are a crap shoot. Several roses have been planted on the other side of the front door, all of them scent roses, all of them different heights with different bloom times.
This is my way of protecting my family. Next year, I'll know what I'm doing and can start another raised bed and one of the big bags for potatoes.
Nicky (male dog) had a cyst removed this week. I thought the scar would be about two inches. It's closer to five. Fortunately, it's on a part of his back that he can't reach, so we only put him in the cone of shame (it's really an inflatable donut) when we're not around to keep an eye on him.
Sis turned 61 yesterday. Our dinner reservations were changed by the restaurant from last night to tonight.
