When we lived in Maine, we had our "coffins" for our raised bed gardens. Mark built them, filled them (no easy task as they are 4 ft above the ground and soil is heavy), lovingly planted in them and...... I weeded. We did get tomatoes, herbs, zucchini (who DOESN"T get zucchini) and strawberries. But we also fed many bugs and wild critters in the neighborhood. So now we are in NoCal where the growing season is basically all year round. AND we have a (by NoCal standards) HUGE back yard. So my Happy Farmer is at it again. Only this time, he has made little graves.....
Yes, we now have three "beds" for all sorts of veg to be planted when the soil is the right temperature. Now, you may be squinting at this picture wondering what that little white thing is in the center plot..... And the board-sort-of-thing in the first plot..... well, those are my artistic embellishments. I put a "hand" coming out of the grave and a "headstone" with RIP over another. Mark did not laugh and just quietly took them away. No sense of humor in MY farmer when it comes to serious veg planting. And the circle with the pointy bush? That's our Christmas tree/Rosemary bush that we transplanted minutes before it completely died. The side toward the house is all dead with a few new sprigs bravely sprouting out the top. The remainder of the space is for herbs. Mark now owns cute little red women's rubber gardening clogs (it helps to have little feet and we couldn't find any men ones) that he leaves upside down by the back door. He left them right side up one night and they filled with rain water. He marches out to his patch and studies the soil and checks for weeds. Just to the right of the picture is the section of the garden used for square-foot gardening. Mark has made a very attractive pattern of little squares using bricks that are stacked behind our garage. Each little square will hold a veg and will be harvested and replanted. He even has a book that tells you how to do this. Unfortunately, the NoCal bugs and critters are VERY happy with Mark's efforts. Mark started seeds in little peat pots held in a big tray with a plastic lid and safely growing on our deck. But every time he transplants a baby chardlet, it is quickly eaten. He has sprinkled slug bait around. No change. So he threatened to get some "poison" to kill the whatevers that are eating HIS veg. I vetoed this as I felt it might kill US before any whatevers were harmed. We have also learned that if you plant seeds - even flower seeds - in the ground, you must cover the area with chicken wire. We watched the birds (WHO HAVE A BEAUTIFUL FEEDER FULL OF DELICIOUS SEEDS) pecking in the garden AND flower box and EATING ALL MY FLOWER SEEDS. And the squirrels like to dig in the garden dirt too. But my happy farmer is not daunted. Each weekend, he slips into his little red clogs and surveys his crops. And maybe, if we are lucky, we might even get a veg or two.
NOTE: for those of you not familiar with "The Happy Farmer", check out this 44 sec video. It was a Suzuki piano/violin song our kids banged/scratched out long ago....
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