- I had no planting plan and shoved things in where ever I could find a space.
- I planted my warm season veggies too early.
- I forgot to label a lot of things after I put them into the raised beds.
- I neglected to mulch the plants.
- I gave my plants no support. (I mean the trellis kind not the cheer leading kind!)
Here's how I plan to plant the
The hardest part is not planting the stuff too early. My sunroom is my "holding" area, and I sense that the plants are as impatient as I am. Its hard too because to me the weather is gorgeous. Hot, sunny, whats not to love? But if you are a pepper plant you'd find it a bit chilly! (Pardon the pun!) Also my winter garden is tardy, and I'm waiting to harvest my potatoes to make room for my wonderful plan...
As for labels - I gave up trying to make them from old yogurt cartons and actually bought some in the garden center. Let's hope that helps keep me motivated.
I'm mulching like there's no tomorrow. I bought the compost, as I've still not mastered the alleged 4 weeks-if-you-turn-it-every-day technique in either of my compost bins. They're too slow for me to use all the time..
But my crowing glory this week is my trellis creations!
At home, I went on line to price them and came across a host of websites that suggested making them yourself. Some showed bamboo lashed together and then, wham - it hit me! As those years as a Girl Guide had not indeed been wasted. I still know my knots and lashings inside and out and back to front and round the big tree. I'd turn my geeky past into a cool gardening feature.
We sourced a pack of 50 bamboo poles, 8 feet long (perfect for the beds) and 3/4 inch wide for $70. I spent another $15 on special string for lashing bamboo and $15 on shipping - Ta da!
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Our leaders are amazing women who taught us mostly about how to be useful and good people in this world, how to laugh in the face of adversity and get on with things no matter how tedious the job. I'm thinking of all those times I've had to scrub with a Brillo pad those billy cans that had been blackened by the camp fire flames. Of course, after about five years of doing this, some bright spark came up with the great idea of smearing Fairy Liquid on the outside and the black stuff simply wiped off. Subsequently, all our food tasted of the green soap suds but, hey, it was better than scrubbing them in cold water after dinner!