Light green thumb
I definitely wouldn't say that I am any kind of a gardener. Last year, I managed to grow some herbs in pots on our deck and grew enough basil in the front planter to keep the neighborhood in pesto for the whole winter. This year, I decided just to try to keep up with the perennial garden on the side of the driveway and again to plant herbs in the pots on the deck.
I didn't get around to the Farmer's Market to buy herbs that were already started and healthy looking, so I used my own method of planting seeds. I took the 5-gallon buckets that are inside the planters, added water to the rock hard soil that was in there, had Martin play in it until it was soupy mud, then dumped in a whole packet of seeds. The results were not too bad:
The parsley is growing very fast and should probably be thinned out, the basil definitely needs to be thinned or it will be overrun, and the oregano is coming along slowly. The Pot of Dirt was supposed to be rosemary, but nothing seems to have shown up in that bucket, unless you count the chipmunk I've seen digging in there occasionally. The thyme was started from two plants that were already growing, so that one is doing very well, but I should probably cut the tops so it keeps growing.
In our front yard along the driveway, I've managed to weed it twice (once with help and once on my own) and it is a massive job. It must be about 3-1/2 feet deep and runs the whole length of the driveway. I added six new plants this week and will add more next summer after I see how they fill out. When Marty's Grandma Harriette lived here, she planted annuals all over that garden. I'm positive I won't be able to keep up with that tradition.
While I was weeding the garden, Marty's grandpa's friend, Red, stopped by to tell me that "Harriette is smiling down on me today." He added that he and his wife had stopped by to see how her garden was doing and told me that they would come back to see my progress. Guess I better make sure that it doesn't kick the bucket now. You hate to disappoint anyone named "Red" even if he is in his 80's.
Towards the road you can see a section where I didn't quite get done weeding. I'm hoping to get back out there next week and finish up that area before it turns into sod. Why is it that the weeds in the garden can grow green and lush, while the grass next to it quickly turns brown in the summer sun?
I didn't get around to the Farmer's Market to buy herbs that were already started and healthy looking, so I used my own method of planting seeds. I took the 5-gallon buckets that are inside the planters, added water to the rock hard soil that was in there, had Martin play in it until it was soupy mud, then dumped in a whole packet of seeds. The results were not too bad:
The parsley is growing very fast and should probably be thinned out, the basil definitely needs to be thinned or it will be overrun, and the oregano is coming along slowly. The Pot of Dirt was supposed to be rosemary, but nothing seems to have shown up in that bucket, unless you count the chipmunk I've seen digging in there occasionally. The thyme was started from two plants that were already growing, so that one is doing very well, but I should probably cut the tops so it keeps growing.
In our front yard along the driveway, I've managed to weed it twice (once with help and once on my own) and it is a massive job. It must be about 3-1/2 feet deep and runs the whole length of the driveway. I added six new plants this week and will add more next summer after I see how they fill out. When Marty's Grandma Harriette lived here, she planted annuals all over that garden. I'm positive I won't be able to keep up with that tradition.
While I was weeding the garden, Marty's grandpa's friend, Red, stopped by to tell me that "Harriette is smiling down on me today." He added that he and his wife had stopped by to see how her garden was doing and told me that they would come back to see my progress. Guess I better make sure that it doesn't kick the bucket now. You hate to disappoint anyone named "Red" even if he is in his 80's.
Towards the road you can see a section where I didn't quite get done weeding. I'm hoping to get back out there next week and finish up that area before it turns into sod. Why is it that the weeds in the garden can grow green and lush, while the grass next to it quickly turns brown in the summer sun?
You are a gardener now! A couple years under your belt and you have begun. The garden by the driveway looks great, do you remember what it was when you moved in? Welcome to my world.
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