Freezing rain, frost, chillybilly nights. Yes, they are a strange list of things to be classified as gifts from God but she is a gardener and it is now Autumn aka Fall in the USA. And any gardener worth their treasured hand fork knows that we need these conditions at this time of year to work their magic.
For summer is not kind to a garden, yes, it gives sunlight and warmth and plants grow but think about the soil? It gets baked and becomes hard. So praise please for Mr. Jack with his icy fingers who comes along and busts up your soil, so that precious rain can enter and get far down into its' lower regions where the roots of trees and bushes are.
Where garlic was last year she's planting beans, they will put back nitrogen into the soil, it is called crop rotation and is quite easy to follow, everything gets planted in the next bed.
She left here late yesterday because there had been a morning full of tomfoolery! Much playing on her bed which is her way of getting me to eat a protein breakfast of different types of nuts.. brazils, there's a womderfully silly joke about them, one day I'll get her to tell it. Then mice-poisonous walnuts, so good for the brain, cashews and almonds. Slurp-the-durp!
Then we went off to YumYum HQ and I had hummus, lubbly-jubbly stuff full of chickpeas, sesame paste, oil and garlic.. and my boiled egg. Burp!
She climbed into thin jeans and her waterproof leggings, socks, boots, t.shirt, a jerkin made of fleece and a jacket and picked up her garlics and packets, I got kissed on Beaky and told to be a 'good girl'. I had no plans not to be, I was so full, I could hardly flap to get from pillar to post!
Traffic was light, she was there in good time and met Rose, another long time plot holder who is Dirty Girty's mum. Dirty Girty is a charming Jack Russell terrier, she and I are old friends and she is a ratter and mouser extraordinaire! They chatted for a few minutes and then parted to go and do serious work!
Wretched trimmer actually fired! And allowed her to cut most of the long grass inside the plots and to do the verges outside. Then it stopped, just when she wanted it to do her parking space! Grrr.
Never mind, lots of other work to do. The soil in the new garlic bed was wonderful! It had been so hard that a big fork wouldn't go all the way in two weeks ago but now, WOW, with a bit of welly, the fork went all the way down into the earth with no problem and was perfect!
Five rows of garlic in this one bed, then she ran out of garlic and went onto dig over the broad bean, aka fava beans, bed. Again, perfect conditions. She'd forgotten to take bed markers, so collected up her tools and went to pick roses.
PICK ROSES! Yes, I heard you, there were lots of roses in her basket when she came home! To name a few: Compassion, Peace, Margaret Merrill and a beautiful pink Bourdon rose whose name she's forgotten. These are now in a glass vase in our bedroom, so you see, there are many gifts to be received at this time of year but I forgot to tell you about the last one.
That it was a glorious autumnal day, the sky was blue, the light was bright, the sun was shining and it was warm, not Summer warm but Autumn warm. The perfect day to be a gardener.
GeeGee Parrot.
November 14th, 2016.
For summer is not kind to a garden, yes, it gives sunlight and warmth and plants grow but think about the soil? It gets baked and becomes hard. So praise please for Mr. Jack with his icy fingers who comes along and busts up your soil, so that precious rain can enter and get far down into its' lower regions where the roots of trees and bushes are.
Where garlic was last year she's planting beans, they will put back nitrogen into the soil, it is called crop rotation and is quite easy to follow, everything gets planted in the next bed.
She left here late yesterday because there had been a morning full of tomfoolery! Much playing on her bed which is her way of getting me to eat a protein breakfast of different types of nuts.. brazils, there's a womderfully silly joke about them, one day I'll get her to tell it. Then mice-poisonous walnuts, so good for the brain, cashews and almonds. Slurp-the-durp!
Then we went off to YumYum HQ and I had hummus, lubbly-jubbly stuff full of chickpeas, sesame paste, oil and garlic.. and my boiled egg. Burp!
She climbed into thin jeans and her waterproof leggings, socks, boots, t.shirt, a jerkin made of fleece and a jacket and picked up her garlics and packets, I got kissed on Beaky and told to be a 'good girl'. I had no plans not to be, I was so full, I could hardly flap to get from pillar to post!
Traffic was light, she was there in good time and met Rose, another long time plot holder who is Dirty Girty's mum. Dirty Girty is a charming Jack Russell terrier, she and I are old friends and she is a ratter and mouser extraordinaire! They chatted for a few minutes and then parted to go and do serious work!
Wretched trimmer actually fired! And allowed her to cut most of the long grass inside the plots and to do the verges outside. Then it stopped, just when she wanted it to do her parking space! Grrr.
Never mind, lots of other work to do. The soil in the new garlic bed was wonderful! It had been so hard that a big fork wouldn't go all the way in two weeks ago but now, WOW, with a bit of welly, the fork went all the way down into the earth with no problem and was perfect!
Five rows of garlic in this one bed, then she ran out of garlic and went onto dig over the broad bean, aka fava beans, bed. Again, perfect conditions. She'd forgotten to take bed markers, so collected up her tools and went to pick roses.
PICK ROSES! Yes, I heard you, there were lots of roses in her basket when she came home! To name a few: Compassion, Peace, Margaret Merrill and a beautiful pink Bourdon rose whose name she's forgotten. These are now in a glass vase in our bedroom, so you see, there are many gifts to be received at this time of year but I forgot to tell you about the last one.
That it was a glorious autumnal day, the sky was blue, the light was bright, the sun was shining and it was warm, not Summer warm but Autumn warm. The perfect day to be a gardener.
GeeGee Parrot.
November 14th, 2016.
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