please forgive me.
Mea Culpable!
Hot, sweat running into my eyes, pulling up weeds in the Riverwalk of my garden so the dirt can go into composter, hot, miserable, carry tree limbs from trees hanging over back wall of garden, I hated this day, yesterday Thursday, of cleaning up the garden to prepare for container garden. After son and I worked out there, went straight to the shower to wash my sweaty hair and wash sweat off me.
This is all your fault for having this thread so I would feel guilty that I didn’t know how to grow food plants. All your fault, all your fault, all your fault. There, that makes me feel better that IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT.
Son put the composter together and it’s so big I didn’t think it would fit where it needed to go – but it did. I couldn’t have put it together by myself. Then, we had to clean up all the leaves and dump them in composter. I explained to son how I was changing the garden from dead roses to food. I had ripe tomatoes to prove it. We worked until we were filthy and I hated every minute of it. It helped for him not to have to bag up the leaves and take them to a dumpster.
My Riverwalk (named it for the Riverwalk in San Antonio) is a path of bricks running through at the base of the dirt garden and base of the raised deck. Water comes through a hole on the right side, which is coming through from townhomes to the right of me. The water runs through the brick Riverwalk and out a hole on the left side. This water must drain and the Riverwalk of brick was filled with leaves and dirt and weeds that had gathered there since 2011. If we get a hurricane, that Riverwalk must handle gobs of water going through and if it is hindered, the water will build up and could come in my house. The Riverwalk is now ready for a hurricane that I hope won’t happen.
Why didn’t one of you tell me squash plants are giant plants? There are three planted in dirt and they now look like something from Mars zapped by radiation to monster size. Pretty soon, I’ll see the sexual parts of those plants. They should be rated “X” for sexual content.
The Kentucky Wonder bean plants are growing up the lattice covered back wall. Look, I didn’t fertilize the ground dirt so I don’t know if these bean plants will make beans. After all, they were seeds and I figured they wouldn’t grow, period. One of the Miracle Gro bags has what I think is sweet pepper plants growing and the other has Jalapeno plants maybe. Remember I wrote on the bags and rain washed it off. I do have plastic markers to use next time so I’ll know what is growing in each fabric growing bag.
The wood floor of the large upper deck is black from whatever gets on wood after time in the elements. Son will be back on June 16. I wonder if Lowes rents power washers? That would get the black crap off that wood floor. Do any of you know about renting power washers? I can call Lowes to find out.
I’ve got some grow bags now to fill with potting soil mix and seeds and set them on the dirt in the garden and now have the bird nets to cover them (squirrels and birds you can go to hell), there are the two large containers for big stuff like tomatoes and root plants like potatoes to put on the deck and I have a bird net for those.
Earlier, I bought bags of Miracle Gro potting soil mix to fill all the containers. I had to pay more because I had to get smaller bags I could carry. All those bags are on the lower deck that has a roof over it. When I step out the sliding glass door, I on the lower deck with the roof. Next Monday, I’ll start planting and send Johnny some sesame seed flower plant seed. I’m waiting until Monday so I can rest up after yesterday’s marathon work/sweat/move/muscle hurt session. And, don’t forget, IT’S YOUR FAULT.
My son is an award winning documentary film director (look him up on the net, “Wayne Derrick documentary film director”) and one company he works with (he’s an independent film director), has a special deal some of you might want to get. For $15,000 you can have dinner with him in the states. In England, it costs you $20,000 to have dinner with him. Or, you could come to my house when he is here, and have dinner with him free.
Last year he was in the states making the film for American audiences, “Heroes Behind the Badge” which documents the deaths of police officers. He is making “Heroes Behind the Badge II” now which documents police officers who were wounded and now live with the disabilities created by those wounds. He is exceptional and does whatever work he needs to do in my garden and has fun doing it.
LOL, I stopped with the garden is wet.
BTW, Squash plants get large. Some of mine have taken up to 9 sq ft of space. But they are pretty, aren't they?
/johnny
Ok. I’ll take the blame as long as you give me some credit everytime you eat or preserve one of your homegrown feasts.
I don’t remember you asking me or anyone else about the size of squash plants. So I didn’t tell you, cause I didn’t think about it, cause I don’t grow squash. Next time just ask.LOL
I am so glad your son is there to help you. I was worrying that you might do too much. Some of my best memories are working in the garden with granny and the yard with my parents. Just remember Rome wasn’t built in a day, and the second year is easier.
I would like to see those movies you son has made. Is the first one available on DVD? Where and when can we see the second?
Marcella—thats some of the happiest, funniest productive complaining posted right here on the good old Garden Thread. Where else can we share/compare all things gardening and get free education and laughs to boot.
I hope you are keeping a journal so you can write a book of your gardening experiences . . . you are priceless . . . Smile!
I was going to rent and/or buy a power washer this spring. Instead I hired 2 guys for $150.00. It took them 6 hours to power wash my 1,800sf house, the porch and decks. It would have taken me six weeks.
—IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT— Where have I heard that before? Thinking...thinking...thinking :)
Marcella, you are very interesting. I have picked my chinese peas..wonderful tasting...we didn’t cook them. I made a dip and had them with his beer and my champaign.(harrumph! my spell check doesn’t know how to spell champaign or chinese)
My raised gardens are empty this year...all my time has been spent with the Community Garden and hubby’s illness. But the little I’ve done in my syrup pots and styrofoam pots are doing great. Squash is coming on, tomatoes are green and pretty, carrots are ??? still little fuzzy leaves. My weeping rose is gorgeous. The rest of the yard looks like something happened back there.
Mea Culpable!