Let It Grow

Some signs of progress in the garden:

The tomato is almost the size of a baseball. I’m psyched about the peppers, and it looks like I am going to have a bunch of them this year.








Garden Update

Quite a good bit of growth in the little garden that could:

Here it was just a week ago.








Sunday Night Open Thread

A quick picture of the garden:

Mostly tomatoes, peppers, cabbage, and broccoli in that shot, because let’s face it- little bean and pea sprouts aren’t all that photogenic.

And here is a picture of the ferocious guard dog watching my front yard while I relax on the porch:

No one gets by without a very stern barking.



Open Thread

I swear it has to be 90 degrees here, with nasty humidity. I am completely soaked after mowing the grass and weed-eating. Also, earlier, I said “It’s too hot,” and of course this has been going through my head for three hours:

BTW- my pansies crack me up. I went out this morning and they were all bent over hanging over the side of the pot, looking like they were dead. I dumped some water in them, came back out twenty minutes later, and they were all standing at attention, looking beautiful.

Also- does anyone have any experience with this indoor compost keeper?








Another Open Thread

Thought I would share a picture of the mini greenhouse I’m building on Tunch’s window:

I think one of my begonias is dying.








Early Morning Open Thread: Dirt Talk

February must’ve been more brutal than I remember, or else I was permanently scarred by last summer’s rain-intensive Year of Almost No Sunlight, because somehow I ended up with 42 different tomato varieties, mostly single plants, mostly mail-order. (And, yes, I understand that completely violates the whole virtuous green locavore ethos of growing one’s own, but there you have it.) This year’s repeaters: Black Prince, Cherokee Purple, Isis Candy, Jellybean, Juliet, Oxheart, Pineapple, Rose de Berne, Roma, Sugary, and Sun Gold. Couldn’t find a Garden Peach or Black Pear, but otherwise I’m pleased and hopeful, now that all the transplants have been crammed into what passes for the “sunny spots” in our tiny New England fiefdom.

On the other hand, the boutique seed potatoes I planted early last week aren’t sprouting, but the ones waiting in the kitchen are.

Product review: The Bionic gardening gloves have been worth every penny. Tough enough for the heavy work, but thin enough that I didn’t end up taking them off while potting out tiny transplants. This is the first year I’ve been able to rake winter mulch, dig planting holes, clean out pots, transplant seedlings, and prune the blood-thirsty mini-roses without my hands ending up looking like I’d lost an argument with a large bobcat or a very small bear. But even though they’re supposed to fit tightly, they run small — I actually bought mine at a local garden show, and had to move up from a men’s medium to a large to be comfortable.

Everything in the garden is running a couple of weeks ahead of schedule this year, thanks to an unusually warm & rainy February/March/April. The Zepherine Drouhan (pink) roses and Rozanne (pale purple) geraniums have been glorious for the last couple of weeks, and now the Don Juan (dark red) roses are starting to open. The Siberian and dwarf irises are over, but the daylilies are just starting to bud. After almost 20 years of poor choices, missteps, and failures, I’m finally starting to see results approximating the pretty pictures of my snow-bound phantasies…
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So… how’s your garden plan going?








Master of My Domain

Garden planted and watered, tomatoes staked and hay spread.

Weeds pulled in the landscaping.

Grass cut, dog pooped from several walks and cheering me on barking her ass off at everything while I worked.

Now off to buy a new weed-eater and then to edge the sidewalks.

Figured we could use an open thread.