The Living Without Series

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I was sitting on a decrepit wicker love seat that I bought at a garage sale many years ago when I took this photo.  I had just finished planting 100 sweet potato slips and my back was whispering it’s disapproval when I eased gently in the wicker seat that is in no way comfortable, in fact, it is horrible, it’s scratchy, it creaks as if it’s going to spew splinters and collapse the second any weight is on it.  It’s one of those things that I’m keeping just until I need something to burn, but for now it’s nice to have a place to sit in the garden that doesn’t allow me to get comfortable so I’ll get back up and work some more.

As I was sitting there I noticed Preacher, our farm dog, sitting upright on the squash bed looking out over the cornfield.  I took my phone out and zoomed in to take a photo of him.  He’s such a sweet dog, but he has no ability to distinguish lawn from garden, plant from weed, grass from mud.  He was sitting right on top of a summer squash plant and he totally squashed it.  Get it?  He squashed it.  It’s a squash plant and….he squashed it.  I know, Comedy Central is missing out on this.

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I’m in the process of caring for the largest garden I’ve ever planted.  I’m not saying it’s successful, but it’s growing.  I lost my peas and the first planting of beans to a late frost, it seems no matter how long I wait I never wait long enough to plant.  I planted 100 sweet potato slips (pictured above) then I pulled out 50 of them the next day to space them a little farther apart.  This is how I garden….chaotically.  I move plants until they finally find the right spot.  I still have so much to learn.IMG_3402

This is part of my potato patch, I planted three varieties.  It’s the largest bed I’ve ever planted and so far it’s doing great.  The green bushy thing in the raised bed is Chocolate Mint, it’s invasive, it smells fantastic and it’s really fun to use in baking and cooking.  Behind the bush is part of the garlic patch.  Garlic is so easy to grow, you can throw it on the ground and it will survive and spread.  And there is Preacher, being Preacher.  IMG_3369

These are garlic scapes.  The scape is the top part of the plant that will bloom into a flower with seeds.  I picked half of the scapes and made a garlic paste and a garlic/spinach pesto.  It’s really wonderful to have early in the season.  It has a milder taste than the garlic bulb and is easy to add to any recipe that calls for garlic, which is every recipe I use.IMG_3367

Last year Clay built the two beds on the far left.  I had him make them 2′X16′ and I loved them so much more than my beds that are 3′X16′ because I can work entirely from one side.  I also had him put the beds closer together so I wouldn’t have such wide paths to weed between the beds.  This year I added three more and put a wide path for the wheel barrow and truck to travel through.  I arched two 16 foot cattle panels between two of the beds and planted peas and beans to trellis up them.  I’m also going to cover it in plastic this fall and try a hoop house.    The white sink you see sitting on the ground is my washing station.  I set it on the edge of the bed while I’m picking and throw the greens in the sink with the hose sprayer washing off the dirt, the water and dirt travel through a short hose that I put in the bed which waters the plants while I wash the greens.  I bought it at my local Salvation Army store for $5, it was a great find.  I like that I can move it around the garden, I just wish it wasn’t so white, it sticks out a bit.IMG_3364

Easter Egg Radishes are one of my new favorite crops.  I am loving these, I eat them like candy and I’m throwing them in everything I cook.IMG_3347

This was the second picking of spinach.  I had a banner year with this stuff.  Now I’m sick of spinach, but the ants have taken over, so I think I’m done with it until this fall.  I’m so in love with my garden this year.  I’m trying a lot of new things I’m certain some will fail and some will succeed.  I find such joy in watching things grow, it’s exciting to see a tiny seed grow into a plant that feeds my family.  And speaking of family….IMG_3117This picture was taken on Easter this year.  My oldest son was taking the picture and I have no idea where Ellen was, but this is pretty much what my home looks like now that my older two are off working and becoming adult humans.  My family is growing up.  Also, if you look closely you might find Salt the Barn Cat, she can’t stand not to get attention when we are outside.  I hope you are having a great summer so far.  I am enjoying a healthy husband this summer!  We are busy catching up on all the things we set aside when he was sick last summer.  It is amazing how much can pile up on a little farm when the fake farmers aren’t paying attention.

 

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My garden is pretty much crap this year.  I planted late and it rained a ton and now I look out there and pretty much want to cry my eyeballs out because I’m a terrible gardener.

Oh, but I did grow some garlic because it took absolutely no effort on my part.  I stuck some in the ground early last fall and wah-la, garlic.

I asked one of my friends if he wanted to take home some garlic and he said, “Uh, I get my garlic from a jar.”  Then he said, “Oh, okay I’ll take half a clove.”  Half a clove?  Who takes half a clove?  And for that I gave him none.  I’ve decided only people that appreciate how hard I worked to grow this garlic deserve to have it and also people that appreciate fresh garlic, because it is NOTHING like garlic in a gall-darn JAR!!!

Also, I need to keep it so I can get rid of all the vampires roaming the soybean field.

The Day I Called Margaret Roach and Hung Up on Her…a few times

Imagine the horror I put Margaret, a vegetarian for more than thirty years, through when I posted all about our chicken butchering. But, in great Margaret fashion her reply to me was, “That chicken thing was harsh, but interesting. Wow.” Despite our differences, Margaret and I share a love for humor, the great outdoors and animals.  I just happen to eat the animals.

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Margaret is a busy woman especially in May when she hosts a huge garden tour. Hundreds of people travel to her little piece of paradise to take in the beauty of her labors.  For more than twenty years Margaret has been working on her gardens.  She’s perfectly honest about her failures and successes, which came in handy when she began to guide me through plant selection.  And I was humbled every time I got a new email from her asking about my progress with the landscaping project.  I also realized there was no way in hell I was going to be able to get out of doing this project.

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First Margaret wanted to know specifics about the area that would be planted, how high, how wide, what zone, sun or shade, what colors. how do we use the area, is there heavy foot traffic or paths?

I explained that I didn’t want the bushes to be too tall or they would overpower the porch and block the view out my dining room window.  We needed to stay below six feet and I didn’t want anything that would require regular trimming because I hate sculpting bushes and I have more important things to do, like blog.  The spot I wanted to plant was mostly shade, zone 7 and we have no gutters on our house so when it rains….it pours, but there is sufficient drainage. I also wanted to stay away from any contemporary landscaping and be true to the old farmhouse look.  We use the porch a lot to entertain and we set up tables on the basketball court when we have a large crowd.  We needed room for circulation and to be able to maneuver easily from the side of the house to the back porch.  I didn’t really have a preference on colors as long as it didn’t clash with the porch.  I sent Margaret a link to a local nursery to peruse their plant selections, told her to take her time, then I sat back and thought that Margaret would send me a list of plants to go purchase and we would be done.

Instead I got an email from Margaret telling me that we needed to talk on the phone.  I was going to have to call Margaret.  It’s one thing to email a person, but talking on the phone?  That’s like meeting the person and shaking their hand.  So, I sent her this email to give her fair warning:

Hi Margaret,
Yes I’m typing you an email at the ungodly hour of 2am.  Drinking iced coffee at my son’s baseball game was not the wisest decision, but I am getting a lot done on this here computer.

Anyway, I’m charging up my cell phone, because my house phone got hit by Swine Flu and all we get is a busy signal.  The guys can’t get out here to fix the line until later in the week.  But, you don’t care about that.  I’m just warning you that I’m going to call you tomorrow.  So be prepared.  I have a western Kansas accent which means I used to say Warshington, but going to college broke me of that.  Also, I can’t get my mower started and my yard looks like hell, so I really need to go to work on that spot with your help.  I think it’s going to be over 100 degrees here tomorrow…burrrr.

Talk to you soon.  Really.

And that’s just a small sampling of the insane emails I have sent her.  I busied my children with pitting a large bowl of cherries from our orchard grabed a pen and some paper and called Margaret Roach.  She answered the phone, “Chicken Girl? Is that you?  I don’t know anyone else from Kansas that would be calling me.”  And now, I’m known as Chicken Girl.  We were just starting to talk about Viburnum and Hydrangeas when I hung up on her, “Margaret?  Margaret?  Are you there?”  OH CRAP!  I just hung up on Margaret Roach!  I called her back again and asked her if something was wrong with her phone and we talked about Dogwoods and ferns and Fothergilla and I hung up on her again, at least four times this happened and it was my cellphone each time.  It’s a good thing that Margaret is patient and compasionate towards the irritatingly annoying  bloggers in this world and I was really glad I remembered to take notes.

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We started digging up the yard in preparation of planting.  My goal now was to do a few bushes by the porch steps, a few bushes to screen the back concrete porch and prepare the way for underplantings as directed an inspired from this post on successful underplanting and this one on the area a year later.   I decided to take my notes to the nursery and look at the plants that Margaret thought would fit the area.  Ater five trips back and forth to two nurserys we decided on three Little Lamb Hydrangeas for the spot by the steps and  three Fothergilla to put back by the concrete patio.  We also brought home one very beautiful red twig Dogwood that I thought we would plant in the adjacent area, but now that we have the area cleared, I’m thinking differently.

The total for the seven plants was $165 dollars.  So, a bit more than my original $100 project, but we also expanded it quite a bit.  We’ll fill in the blank spots with some ground cover that Margaret has offered to send me this fall from her abundant supply and as I save money for our gardening, we’ll fill in with a few other plants that I loved like the Viburnum and Limelight Hydrangea.  For now, the color pallette is white and green to simplify all the business of the porch detailing.  In the fall the foilage on these plants will burst with robust reds that should look beautiful with the surrounding trees.

Now, let’s walk through the process with pictures, shall we?

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We tore out the winding brick path and expanded the planting area by removing all the grass around the tree making way for what Margaret calls “mosaic planting”.

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This is what is used to look like.  The lava rock was used to fill a couple of holes in my driveway.  The brick will be used for a dreamy patio with a built-in fire place and it will be finished just in time to celebrate my 85th birthday.

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We chose Little Lamb Hydrangea for their small stature.  They should get to be around 4X5, so they won’t overpower the porch.  And look how beautiful the flowers are.  So lovely.  They cost $30 per plant.

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This is the Fothergilla or a bottle brush if you will.  They will get to be around 5X5 and make a nice screen to hide our grilling area although that might take a few years.

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We bought the smaller plants, they cost $15 per plant.  Their flowers will all add nice texture to contrast  the hydrangea.  Hey, Margaret I haven’t taken the tags off my plants yet, they’re the Minnie Pearl of plants,  how badly does that annoy you?  Oh, I love to annoy Margaret.

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We unloaded the plants and placed them far enough away from the roof where the rain pours down and far enough apart to allow them to fill in as they grow.  It’s amazing what three plants can do for a small area. Please ignore the dismantled board on the porch….it’s on the “TO-DO” list that will be done before the big birthday bash I mentioned earlier.

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Guess how I used my feed bags?  Yep.  Weed barrier.  Thanks for that idea, you all are so smart.  Look at my chicken helping to spread the mulch.  My animals are so helpful.

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We hauled home three truck loads of free city mulch and covered all the bags.  I also placed soaker hoses around all the new plants, because I’m such a smart person and I don’t forget anything.  I’m all about the details.

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Which makes me wonder how I let this happen.  I had been soaking my new plants everyday.  Sadly, the hose around this plant must have had a kink in it.  It just about dried up and died before I realized what was happening.  It was not a very happy moment for me.  Poor Little Lamb.

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Three Little Lambs all in a row.

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Three Fothergilla spaced just so.

I know, I’m so cute.  Now the thing about gardening is this; you need some patience.  If you are into instant gratification, you are going to need to spend huge American dollars on your landscaping, but if your willing to start small and fill in as you can then you will have the pleasure of watching your garden grow and change and have the satisfaction that you worked very hard to make it that way.   Can I get an AMEN?!

I’ll add some ground cover around the tree and some more large plants when I can afford them, but I’m so happy with what we have started.

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Before.

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Notice all the plants have been removed from that spot on the right.  I’m pretty sure we dug out enough Yucca roots to supply the world.  Please let me know if you want ten million Yucca plants, I can hook you up.  We decided against planting the Dogwood in that spot because it was so nice to have the uncluttered space and when the brick patio gets done I will sit in my wheelchair and admire the open spaces while my great-grandchildren run under the old oak tree.

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Before.

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After.

We’ll throw grass seed on the bare spot this fall.  Next year I’d like to start some roses on the fence you see at the bottom of the picture, wouldn’t that be pretty?

I owe Margaret a ton of thanks for guiding me through this.  She really helped me see the big picture and she did it all from New York even after I begged her to come to Kansas and pick out the plants for me.  I promised her food and entertainment and a futon to sleep on, but for some reason she never took me up on the offer.  I think it might have been all the pork and chicken I told her I would feed her.  Regardless, I had a wonderful time getting to know her and working on this project.  Thanks Margaret, you’re wonderful.

Links for this post:

Margaret’s toughest ground covers.

Successful Underplanting

Update on Underplanting

Margaret’s spring garden tour slideshow.

Go ahead ask Margaret, she won’t mind.

Part I of Margaret’s adventure with April