Tomorrow will either be week 2 or week 3 I’ve lost track of time. The greenhouse is starting to empty out. All of the squash, pumpkins, sweet potatoes, corn, potatoes, most of the celery, most of the peppers, all but 2 tomatoes, and some of the peas have been planted and seem to be happy. Oh and there are flowers glorious flowers to plant.
The landscape fabric came on Friday! Bill had already chopped, mowed, and cleaned up the area to prepare it for putting fabric down. We found 3 tposts and a holiday weekend was in front of us. Thankfully the rain had stopped.
My mom used to say, “Your ears are so dirty you could grow corn in them.” Telling you that I’m growing corn in our basement seems like an admission that I am a terrible housekeeper. Let’s not talk about that, stay focused on the actual corn.
One of the first things that needs to be done each spring is getting the drip irrigation systems set back up. This involves a bit of maintenance. We currently have 4 drip timers, divided up into multiple zones each. Continue reading
Cell phone after the battery started on fire while it was sitting on a desk in the house.
Why do bad things happen to good people? Have you ever asked that question? Have you ever heard someone else ask that question? Maybe the answer is, to stop worse things from happening.
My initial dream for the small greenhouse was to extend the growing season for my herbs and jump start them earlier the next year. She did just that and now she is doing so much more.
This is what the bedroom ceiling looked like before the upgrade. This is a basement bedroom. Nothing fancy, boring, typical office building cubicle style esthetics.
Initially when we bought the house the wall where the picture hangs was not there it was open into the stairwell/pool table area on one end and open into the mechanical room on the other end. One wall is an outside wall and the other is an interior cement block wall. The original owners had covered all the walls in redwood planks, which were stained not painted.
Trader Buck’s, for us here at the Logansport location, has been the gift that just keeps on giving. Maybe other have had different experiences. This post describes what our experience with having a booth with them has been.
Our garden has undergone many shapes, types and sizes. We have done the tilled in the ground type. We used railroad ties and trucked in good dirt and tried that. We have fenced it in with the chickens (huge mistake). We have left it fenced in with the chickens but fenced them out (also huge mistake raccoons, chickens and then 3 kids laid waste to it). We had given up, until we discovered square foot gardening.
My mom used to say, “The old people were always happy till the Sears catalog arrived.” For anyone who never received the Sears catalog it was like YouTube and Amazon had a baby, and it was made from paper. When TV came out, we had commercials that explained to everyone why their lives were incomplete and then told them exactly what product, toy, fashion apparel would bring joy. TV shows, movies, and magazines told us and showed us the amazing lives that everyone else was living. Those things were nothing compared to the Sears catalog which existed long before film confirmation that we should be unhappy and most of those magazines might never be seen, oh but that catalog in all its free glory was the bringer of despair. What does this have to do with greenhouses and raised beds?
