Well, not oats or barley, but peas, beans, and lots of
other stuff.
On our last trip up to the farm garden, we finished most of the planting. We prepared two more rows and planted most of that space with potatoes that Monica had ordered from Ronniger's as well as some cipollini onions. She ordered several varieties with staggered harvest dates to prolong the harvest. My favorite -- by name anyway -- is the German Butterball. Doesn't that conjure up all kinds of wonderful things? Like creamy potato salad? Or a rosy-cheeked fat baby?
We are sticking to a rudimentary
approach for labeling -- the old tie-the-label-to-the -stake approach.
Perfectly functional, but I'm thinking up ways to get the children to
make something a bit more aesthetically satisfying. Sarah also had the idea to plant some flowers in the wine boxes that we are using to hold down the burlap weed barrier, which will also add some pizazz to the garden.
Unfortunately, the tomatoes that we had planted last time were killed in a late frost, but Sarah had replaced them by the time I arrived, and the new plants look healthy and strong. And although we probably have plenty of tomatoes already, I couldn't help myself from buying a few more San Marzano plants when I saw them at the market on Sunday. And a couple of eggplants, too. Here's Monica's map of the plot that shows everything we've planted.
I feel like the season has just begun,
but the asparagus were mostly finished. The strawberries are a good
size; now we just need them to ripen. The weeds, too, are growing quite
well, so I think our next trip will involve getting them under control. So much less
fun than planting, but should make for some good before and after
shots.
Without Buddy the chicken chaser, I was able to get much more done. But truthfully, I missed him. Maybe after a bit of training we can try again.
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