About a month ago I planted the asparagus in a huge tractor tire, filled with wonderful, loose, compost filled soil and not a single sprout has come up. Although I'm pretty sure I know why; Charlie finds it to be the perfect sleeping spot. This would account for the reason that not even a single weed seed has been able to germinate. 150 pounds of Giant Sloppy Dog would crush any chance of vegetation growth.
|Can you guess which tire Charlie prefers to sleep in???|
I was tempted to buy even the squash, but the last time I bought squash starts they ended up being harvested the same time as the ones I grew in the ground. So now I just have to dig a bunch of holes and start those zukes, yellow straightneck and patty pans and we'll be set for a mini-garden this year.
Seems as if I tend to go bonkers every year with the gardens and then it gets away from me. Tomatoes rot on the vine, buried somewhere underneath the jungle of other tomato plants (started waaaaaay too close to each other), green bean get picked too late and become stringy, strawberries get eaten by the rolly pollies or slugs before I can get to them. So I don't think I'm going to plant a single thing in our eventually-gonna-be permaculture garden. Last year & the year before I planted and harvested quite a few squash, but that was about it. The sweet potato vines were eaten by the darned deer before I got a single tater out of it. And the fact that this garden are isn't fenced in attributes to the GSD laying in my asparagus tire, the deer eating the trees / vines and the chickens scratching up any other vegetable that I may have planted. So with the exception of taking care of the four apple trees, horseradish plant (somewhere out there) and the seven still-living hazelnut bushes, this garden will sit fallow this year.
Which is a good thing to do once in a while....right?