I’ve heard a saying that one is supposed to plant rosemary by the garden gate and lavender for luck. Well, my rosemary isn’t right next to a garden gate but it is along the driveway to a garage. Does that count? And I did plant the lavender purely for good luck.
After three weekends of pulling devil weeds (aptly named) and slinging steer manure (no comment, please), I’ve started planting. I sowed a long row of Kentucky Wonder snap beans and bedded the beginnings of my Mediterranean herb garden: Tuscan rosemary, sweet basil, Spanish lavender, and coriander. I plan to add some thyme and parsley when I can find some plants at the nursery.
That was yesterday. Today I mulched the herb row and then started to break the ground for my tomatoes, peppers, squash and melons. I did not get very far with that. The patch of ground, which is adobe clay, has not been dug up for nearly twenty-five years and has had no water except for rain. Consequently, it is, excuse the cliche, hard as rock. First, I tried digging with a shovel, then with two different post-hole diggers. I finally resorted to watering the soil until it was mud and then using a huge pick to bust up the ground.
I swear those little plantlings, all lined up and waiting to be planted, were watching me and snickering. Anyway, I only got the tomatoes planted before I petered out. The rest will have to wait until next weekend.
Whose idea was this anyway? Oh, yeah, mine.
All kidding aside, it has been a learning experience for me and I won’t regret the hard work (and the nasty blister I have on my thumb) when I bite in my first beefsteak tomato.
Until next time………..
Lori G. (c) 2009