5 posts tagged “potager”
I finally planted the seeds for my warm weather veggies. If all goes well, I should have three kinds of heirloom tomatoes, three types of bell peppers, and mini-eggplant. I present my photo essay on starting seeds:
I am so done with winter. Unfortunately, winter is not done with me, not by a long shot. My conservative estimate is at least another five weeks of winter, likely followed by several weeks of mud. Mud's OK. I can live with mud. I have a pretty pair of sky blue wellies that allow me to clomp around in the mud. Snow and ice, on the other hand, I'm ready to be done with.
My friends and family are usually the recipients of the potager's largesse. A girl can only eat so many tomatoes, you know? When I worked on a CSA last year, I wound up giving my parents some of my veggies, too. I think maybe it spoiled them.
My mother informed me today that she purchased a very nice pair of garden gloves for me, and a pair for the BF, too! While it was certainly a thoughtful gesture, she wanted to be sure I told him they weren’t free. She expects a tithe from the garden. However, if we're going to make salsa at the farm anyway, she'll just take her share in finished product. She was laughing the whole time she said this, but don’t make the mistake of thinking this was a joke. She wants those tomatoes.
Of course, we are talking about the woman who asked if I had a pregardenuptual agreement about the farm garden. I told her possession is 9/10ths of the law, but since I'm planning on keeping the BF, it shouldn’t be an issue.
Lest you think I love him only for his land and access to horse manure, let me tell you when I knew the BF was a no-question about it keeper. He gave me a gift bag with three wrapped gifts in it, and a card that said he wanted me to be adequately prepared and defended from the veggies, even if he wasn’t there to protect me. The first gift said “Knowledge,” and it was a copy of Organic Gardening magazine. The second said “Self-Defense,” and it was the best Farmer’s Weeder I’ve ever seen. I mean, you could disembowl a deer with this thing, let alone take on weeds. The final gift said “Know Your Enemy.” It was a copy of Attack of the Killer Tomatoes.
That’s when I knew. I knew the way you know about a good melon.
It's 11 degrees outside, with a nasty wind whipping through the trees. I've mostly recovered from my cold, worked a few hours, and am feeling restless. I ordered the APS system from Gardener's Supply, as I'm going to try starting from seed indoors for the first time this year. I installed a shop light in the kitchen and everything. (It actually looks much nicer than it sounds. Frankly, I'm getting way more use out of my indoor potting shed than I ever did when it was a breakfast nook.)
- Vidi (red)
- Admiral (yellow)
- Valencia (orange)
- Black Krim
- Sweet Persimmon
- Costoluto
- Sunburst
- Starship
- Peter Pan