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Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Mark and Velma's CSA*

The garden on Saturday morning October 14


A month ago we harvested the potatoes. The ones in the back that didn't get water or much sun, didn't do much, just lots of marble sized potatos with a couple of golf ball sized. The potato plant by the tomatoes, that got plenty of water and sun, made us about a dozen fist sized potatoes. (Mark took the pictures. Maybe, if we're lucky, he'll post them sometime or email them to me to post.)

The potato harvest inspired an interest in me in vegetable gardening. When we moved in, my upstairs neighbor asked if I was planning to plant any veggies. I told her that I was only interested in native plants and flowers. The "only native plants" thing went out the window with first trip to a nursery. Oh well. Mark wants alpine strawberries, Mark get alpine strawberries. I mean, really, who can say no to strawberries?

To get ready for my future vegetable garden, I gave in to testing the soil for nitrogen, phosphorous and potassium. I've had the test kit for five months at least, but never felt like actually using it. Turns out the soil is low in nitrogen, low in phosphorous and high in potasssium. The ph of the soil is 6.5, which is actually good. This means the soil needs lots of manure and bonemeal.

The Soil Test Results


Then, I went to the libary and checked out 8 or so gardening books, to actually learn what vegetable gardening is actually about. You'd think that since I grew up on a farm, I'd know all of this already. But, we moved to town before I was witness to garden planning and prep. I was just used for harvest help. I got really good at picking corn and carrying watermelons. I also did pick up a fondness for dirt and getting dirty. That comes in very handy for gardening.

Two of the books proved really informative. I'd already decided that I wanted to try intensive gardening, since we have such a small space with enough sun. One of the books gave a really clear description of what to do. The next day we went to the garden store and we got manure, more mulch, bone meal and plenty of seedlings in desperate need of some dirt. The seedlings included lots of lettace, chard, peas, some last season annuals, an ornanmental cabbage and some ground cover plants. I also bought a pound of fava bean seeds, as winter ground cover for most of the garden, that also fixes nitrogen in the soil.

That afternoon, Mark took another branch out of the fig tree, and cleaned out the dead wood from the pear tree. I worked on double digging the bed between the pear tree and the plum tree. Mark's mom came up and was stripping the leaves off the fig tree for me to dig under. In 2-3 hours I can double dig a bed that's about 7 feet by 4 feet.

This is the harvest from Saturday. The figs aren't very sweet because it doesn't get very hot here. The tomatos are VERY mild. And the pears, surprisingly, are good!


On Sunday morning, before Mark got up, I started double digging the sunniest bed, which is the one we planted first, the one with the sorrel and flowers, i.e. Mark's favorite. I had to do this before he got up so I wouldn't have to listen to him moan as I killed "his plants." I did concede and NOT dig up the corner with the impatiens and the exceptionally prolific ground cover with little white flowers. Everything else will live on by feeding the next generation of plants as they decompose. I went ahead with planting the lettace, chard and snow peas. I spread the rest of the manure around the yard and then planted the fava beans everywhere. (More on fava beans in a later post.) Mark "single" dug the area around the stepping stones and planted more ground cover.

Mark's handiwork.



This is a picture of the garden at the end of the weekend.


Soon, I'll post a picture of the progress.


*CSA stands for Community Supported Agriculture. We definitely get a lot of support for our "agriculture" from our neighbors. Nearly everytime we're out there, someone stops and comments about how great it looks. Last weekend, someone even asked if I was a professional gardener! Ha!

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