Tuesday, June 20, 2006

More Ambitions

Not only will moving to the new house make me suddenly more organized, it's going to turn me into an organic gardening diva.

Instead of the wan and weedy stalklings of tomatoes poking out of the rock-hard soil at the old house, I'm going to have a fluffy, rich no-till bed with an imbedded deep watering system (all made from scrounged materials).

I still will grow tomatoes, though. I know it's conventional, but it's conventional because homegrown tomatoes taste good and grow well in small spaces. Our backyard is a little small for sweet corn, and I doubt that anyone would eat arugula.

It really should be better than last time. It seemed like I could never make it outside back at the old house, and our only growing spot was on the side of the house, with a bland strip of lawn the only place for D1 to play

Now there are two of them, and they always want to go outside. D2, in particular, is so desparate for dirt that he will crawl over to the pile of beauty bark around the tree in front, just to get his hands grubby. With a backyard complete with bare muddy spot under the trees, I foresee hours of children happily occupied in the dirt, while I have a few moments here and there to build up my garden.

Plus, it's too late to plant anything this year, but early enough to work on improving the soil. So I should have a head start next year.

3 comments:

Rose said...

But it's not too late to plant a blueberry bush! You can plant one this fall and be eating (a few) fresh blueberries next summer!!

Queen of Carrots said...

Hmmm . . . but it's my recollection that blueberries like loose, damp soil, and I don't think we have anything of that description in our yard. It's chip-your-shovel-tip dry clay.

OreoSouza said...

Oh, I love tomorrows and new starts! I'm always better at everything in my mind when there are new beginnings!

And sometimes, I really am better in reality. Not all the time, but enough of the time that I continue to view tomorrow as being the beginning of a better me.

I hope your garden grows and grows and gives you so many good things that the memories of the produce give you a warm winter of hopeful tomorrows.