Showing posts with label garden box. Show all posts
Showing posts with label garden box. Show all posts

Thursday, April 21, 2011

I Need A Place To Walk and Grow

I need a place to walk and grow . . . my vegetables.

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Can you help me?

I lack the skills to create my vision . . . my sanctuary . . . my family’s nourishment . . .

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Things are growing in my greenhouse . . .

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But I don’t know where to put them.  And I loathe the idea of a row garden.  I’ve been square foot gardening for several years now. 

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The big picture is this: a respite – a haven for vegetables and beneficial insects – a garden for flowers . . . a quiet place that feels like the Lord’s sanctuary . . . not identical to the first garden . . . but close to such a place would be ideal.

{insert sheepish grin}

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So how do I create gardening space?  Paths?  With what material?

My model . . . the gardens I love . . . are Slow Foods gardens . . . filled with circles of romaine, arches of carrots,  trellised gourds, tomatoes, and pumpkins all surrounded by sweet smelling herbs and enticing butterfly attracting flowers . . .

I don’t know how to create this space . . . the design . . . the layout . . . without having 16 squares repeated over and over again. 

I have my chance of a new design, using the principles of square foot gardening . . . minus the cost.

But I don’t know how to make it reality.  The box of dirt is ready.  The plants and seeds are ready.  But I am not.

Can you help me? 

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Saturday, April 25, 2009

Square Foot Gardening Update

A few weeks ago Hotty Hubby built a new garden box for Mr. Smackdown.

This day marked the end of nap times in this four year old's life. And the end of "me time" for this mom. The future farmer was very excited about the demise of his baby-days and his entry into afternoon life.
I am not sure if he was more proud of his garden or his lack of sleep.




Today, I went out to see what the Future Farmer's garden looked like. We haven't been watering it, due to the copious rain we have received. However, I think Mr. Smackdown might have a green thumb, with the help of God, of course.
Can you see all the green sprouts?


Now, my garden remains a bit neglected. The Winter Wheat is loving its freedom and the garlic appears to enjoy the soil, judging from how large and full the stalks are.

And yes, we changed the fence around the garden. Now that we have a subdivision behind our house, the deer have disappeared and found a more quiet place to munch. It is so much nicer just to hop over the garden, instead of undoing the fences.
The strawberries have blooms! It is going to be an exciting summer.