It’s late afternoon on a Sunday and I just came home from visiting the garden. I have a chicken roasting in the oven and I can smell the rosemary and thyme that I just picked an hour ago and stuffed along with the chicken in the roasting pan. Later this evening, I’ll have a piece accompanied by some green beans that I plucked as well.
It all sounds very good, doesn’t it? Well, I won’t sugar-coat things: the great gardening experiment was not the brilliant horticultural triumph I thought it would be.
Yes, I have been successful with the herbs. I have several packets of pesto sauce in my freezer made from sweet basil and parsley which are growing in abundance.
My tomatoes look promising. The bushes needed to be staked up and one of them in almost four feet high. There are a number of green tomatoes and many blossoms. The string beans also have many blossoms and as you can see they are starting to bear. My hope is that the tomatoes will ripen and the beans produce before the possum gets them. Yes, I discovered a big ol’ pile of possum poo in the garden this afternoon. Lovely. I better not catch the bugger in my beans or I’ll be serving him up in a stew along with the veggies!
The not-so-successful part of the endeavor: my squash. Sigh. My eighteen zucchini plants– the ones I thought would take over the neighborhood– I’ve not gottten one blessed zuke from the lot of them. The plants had some fruit forming but they turned yellow and shriveled up before they got more than a few inches long. One friend says that the weather is too moist. Another person said that I didn’t prepare the soil well enough. My theory is that we don’t have bees in the neighborhood anymore that can pollinate the plants. That’s a bit scary if that is so.
So, I have learned a lot and will learn more. I won’t give up on this yet. I will let everything bear as it wills and in the Spring I will condition the soil a little more and put in the plants earlier. Hopefully, next summer will be better.
So, I’m signing off for now. If a miracle happens and I get a sudden and amazing crop of super-zukes, I’ll let you all know.
Until the Spring……
Lori G. (c) 2009