I pay him in coffee and cookies.
And games of Cribbage...and jam and maple syrup.
We like our deals.
I'm going smaller this year...with much more space between my rows for wee Hoolies to wander through and not trample over things. And I am learning what we eat a ton of...and what tends to go to waste.
Did you know that you are supposed to rotate your crops every year? You take nutrients out of your soil if you plant the same things in the same rows every year...so says, Lew. You should actually wait seven years before you repeat the same veggy planting. I feel like that's kind of impossible with a smallish garden...
Also, did you know that tomatoes and potatoes share the same diseases, so you shouldn't plant them near each other or in the same rows that the others were planted in?
And did you know that the old timer's recommend planting your corn in rows of four for better cross pollination? I know that corn is a hot topic of debate for its health benefits, (or lack thereof)....but me and my boys, we love ourselves some fresh picked corn on the cob...so, corn it shall be planted. And coons, they shall be shot if they partake of said corn before I get my hands on it.
Also, did you know that green peppers should be planted in two rows, side by side, close enough so that when they grow to full size their leaves touch - for better cross pollination, as well? And you shouldn't plant your cukes next to your squash and zucchini -- else some major funky veggies shall cross-breed?
I knew none of this before Lew was in my life...
|My goal to have in the ground before London's appearance. The peas have made it. The beets are still waiting.|
Who knew? Not me.
|10 rows staked out and measured....roughly 3-4 feet in between each row.|
...all those things combined, found me and my wee-est Hoolie playing in the dirt the other day. My two larger Hoolies were busy occupying themselves with slip-n-sliding in their undies. Priorities, you know...
|Sugar Snap Peas. Deee-lish.|
My, how things change. Ha!
Now I find it soothing...and almost miraculous, really - seeing something that I just stuck in the ground actually grow....and multiply...and feed my whole little family. I love it.
The peas shall be thick this year, methinks.....
My entire idea of "perfection" has also long ago flown out the window.
We are now a "good enough" and "get 'er done" kind of a family.
Growth. It's good for the soul.
Notice also the crocs on the wrong feet....because "I can do it MYTHELF!!!"
You thure can, Love. You thure can....
He suggests you to plant them (in his words: "strew them") in two rows, about three inches apart, and then in the middle of those rows, place a stake and a bunch of wire for them to climb up on either side. We did this last year, and it worked out well....although my poles and wire were only about four feet high, and the peas climbed to about five or six feet. Overall, though...the two rows on either side were a smashing success...more veggies with less space used. Win win.
It is what it is.
The mantra of my life.
|NO trespassing for the girls.... They are less than impressed.|
My sweet and protective Mama can't believe that I'm having a garden this year. It's actually stressing her just a wee bit. To which I replied: "Mother dearest....I am having a baby. I am NOT dying." And my expectations are very low, so I'm not worried. I fully expect weeds to flourish....things to die...and my veggies to feel sadly neglected. However, I shall still have a wee garden, because it makes me happy.