plugging away
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dragonlady7I should've taken before and after pics, but honestly the 'before' was so embarrassing i don't think I regret not photographing it.
I've now cleared a giant pile of brush out of six different areas of my garden, including one huge hunk where we dug out jerusalem artichokes two years ago and then just left it as a hole and a lump.
And I've planted five of the areas, including all of the shade plants, a few perennials, and just a few flowers.
The bed that's left to go, I'm so exhausted from digging-- it was the hole and lump one, the largest area of the garden with the best soil and the best light-- that I'm going to plant it tomorrow morning. I damn near killed myself getting it dug, and then I mixed in a garbage can worth of other garden soil, and soaked it well, and then covered it over with sheets of cardboard and wetted those down. Now I've got heavy objects sitting there to hold the cardboard overnight, and I'll water it again in the morning and then shove holes into it and plant all of the rest of the plants I have.
I have shasta daisies, bee balm, echinacea, liatris, rudbeckia, and lavender left. Then I just need to throw the verbena, rosemary, and catnip into pots, and I will have actually planted everything I stole from the plant sale.
I haven't had a garden at all in about six years. I still have more cleaning up to do, but it's better than nothing. If I don't touch it again for a few years, at least the cardboard, with the mulch over the top, will degrade somewhat genteelly. If I do want to get back into gardening it, I've got a head start, as a lot of the plants I put in are perennials.
(Some of the reason I refused to do any gardening was the horrible foul-mouthed old woman next door, who would shout at me about my having a compost pile, and the like. I wouldn't go out in my yard for years. I think she's dead. Nobody's living in that house, currently. So I've tided up that verge and put in some nice flowers. I hope I don't see her again, that would quite ruin it. What a terrible person she was.)
So. We'll see. I'm so exhausted.
It's my core muscles, IDK, I should probably be doing crunches or something-- they're what get tired first, my stomach and back. Gosh I'm so tired.
Off to the farm tomorrow, once I've finished planting and have washed the sheets and hung them out.
I've now cleared a giant pile of brush out of six different areas of my garden, including one huge hunk where we dug out jerusalem artichokes two years ago and then just left it as a hole and a lump.
And I've planted five of the areas, including all of the shade plants, a few perennials, and just a few flowers.
The bed that's left to go, I'm so exhausted from digging-- it was the hole and lump one, the largest area of the garden with the best soil and the best light-- that I'm going to plant it tomorrow morning. I damn near killed myself getting it dug, and then I mixed in a garbage can worth of other garden soil, and soaked it well, and then covered it over with sheets of cardboard and wetted those down. Now I've got heavy objects sitting there to hold the cardboard overnight, and I'll water it again in the morning and then shove holes into it and plant all of the rest of the plants I have.
I have shasta daisies, bee balm, echinacea, liatris, rudbeckia, and lavender left. Then I just need to throw the verbena, rosemary, and catnip into pots, and I will have actually planted everything I stole from the plant sale.
I haven't had a garden at all in about six years. I still have more cleaning up to do, but it's better than nothing. If I don't touch it again for a few years, at least the cardboard, with the mulch over the top, will degrade somewhat genteelly. If I do want to get back into gardening it, I've got a head start, as a lot of the plants I put in are perennials.
(Some of the reason I refused to do any gardening was the horrible foul-mouthed old woman next door, who would shout at me about my having a compost pile, and the like. I wouldn't go out in my yard for years. I think she's dead. Nobody's living in that house, currently. So I've tided up that verge and put in some nice flowers. I hope I don't see her again, that would quite ruin it. What a terrible person she was.)
So. We'll see. I'm so exhausted.
It's my core muscles, IDK, I should probably be doing crunches or something-- they're what get tired first, my stomach and back. Gosh I'm so tired.
Off to the farm tomorrow, once I've finished planting and have washed the sheets and hung them out.
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Date: 2019-06-09 02:30 am (UTC)