Unattended Compost | Potato Take-over

June 29th, 2010

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The first year I had the bigger compost bins, I turned stuff from one to the other about once a month.  Then, I got older, a job and found all sorts of other things to do.

We just kept dumping stuff in; it kept settling and we kept dumping.  We added wet paper, weeds, leaves, scraps, hay and let it settle.  I think there may be some real dirt at the bottom of the bin by now.  The second bin is full of leaves, chipped branches, hay, weeds and more.  One year some fabulous pumpkin vines grew all over the bin.  No pumpkins, but some great photo-ops.

This year, when the potatoes came up from some throw-aways, I really expected that there would be none.  The vines were huge and lush — the sort of thing that hints at all tops and no ‘taters.

They bloomed and this week, they ‘went down’.  I thought maybe before they completed degraded and disappeared, I would check to see if there are any little potatoes.  You can see from the picture, the plant had me fooled.

Simple white potatoes.  I think I will stick a couple back to put into the bin when the weather turns so they can freeze over the winter and maybe do this again.

They are marvelously CLEAN!!

“Off with Their Heads.” said the Marigolds’ Queen

May 17th, 2009

Friday, at the market, a box of Inca Gold marigolds (the big ones) kept singing to me, till I picked them up and brought them home.

Bold Gold and Bold Blue Beauty

Bold Gold and Bold Blue Beauty

I have a red/rust colored house,  lots of fire in the color, which leads me to usually choose white for my pots.  But that dark gold color waved its flag at me and convinced me the marigolds would be just right in team with a few white, wax begonias who are going to parade in a concrete pot that gets HARD sun.

I couldn’t figure out the resource for the plants, but I like their style.  The little box is supposed to have eight and there were ten because a couple littler plants survived.  The set wasn’t crippled by the little separate sections that have been popular for 20 years at garden centers.    I had to STIMULATE the roots to get them apart.   This is the same resource that sold the wax begonias.  I was already impressed, now even more so.

The ten plants were too many for the concrete container, but a generous line will background the begonias.   The remainder will make a vigorous pot of gold to decorate another corner.  Plus,  these had siblings.  If those containers don’t hear what happened to the early adoptees, I may be able to secure some more.  In this economy,  many gold marigolds can’t be a really bad investment!

BUT, do I want the tall, spindly sentries?  One flower, glow, fade, dry, all in a row?  No, this setting will take some height, but I want more flowers at once from a well fed root system  (They’re snacking on worm castings as I write.)

After letting them glow overnight because they are so beautiful,  out  came the scissors and off came their little golden blooms.

Now, in an effort to insure survival, they will put forth root and extra branches.   Each branch or stem is a source for a golden head.  IF this works, I should have a great pot of golden marigolds gracing the white wax begonias.

In worst case, I do have a picture.   Thank goodness for digital tools to preserve a view for the future of things that fade in the garden.

Now, to tell them over at the other Garden

The Fallen Sentries — Tornado Be Gone!

May 12th, 2009

Friday, May 8, was an unusual morning. We planned on some rain.  I’d been paying the price of an encounter with poison ivy.

But, the storms came into the country from the west and wreaked severe damage. I understand the need for nature.  I watch those African reports where they show wild animals doing uncivilized things to one another under the gaze of nature.  I am not a tree hugger. I believe that a tree is a plant which will either be harvested by man, the responsible party or by nature through disease, bugs, fire, etc.

But, the vision of what nature can do in what appears to be a weathery tantrum, otherwise known as tornado is so saddening and appalling.

While people were injured and killed in the tantrum.  While their homes and lively hoods were twisted and blasted away.  While the winds ripped and tore, the massive trees that have stood beautiful sentry watch for hundreds of years were swept as twigs before the storm.  Suddenly, without warning, they were changed from oxygen producing shelters of wonder to shambles.

I just have a hard time understanding how nature could turn on herself this way and ruin these wonderful trees.  It doesn’t fit my softy belief system.  There will be very little useful gain from these toppled trees except for the microbial decay that comes as their mouldering carcasses turn to dust on the forest floor.   Some of the rubble must be burned to make room for the people as they come back into the land.   True, some will be carried away to chippers to become mulch and dust in a more useful manner.

And, time will begin to move forward toward the next  hundreds of years when the little baby oaks just in their second leaf stage have grown to stand sentry and provide shelter, air cleansing and amazing beauty.  Nature is part of time, grinding the grist fine and tight.  Makes us believe, if nothing else, that we are specks on the face of time.

The storms passed. People moved in to clear the rubble.  The next days were balmy, chilly, rainy, and then balmy again. The weather people tell us it is coming again in a couple days.   We will hunker down, humbled and saddened, then go back out to clear away the rubble again.

Paper, Paper for the Garden

January 2nd, 2009

 Today, a package arrived with laptop platforms.  Really cool ones that will be more comfortable on a lap than the big one I have.  They are the ones from Allsop that kind of clip onto the laptop when it is closed.  No place for the mouse like the one I have from LapWorks.  But unfolded, that one cuts into my hide so much that I have trouble appreciating the mouse.

 Anyway, the box was stuffed with delightful long sheets of brown paper…the kind I like to spread out in Garden rows to slow up the weeds.  This is in sections, like brown paper towels.  I wonder if this was the sort of brown paper Jack & Jill’s mom used to wrap Jack’s crown.

 Because I am a gleaner, I folded it all up very carefully to save for the garden next year.  It will join the package of newsprint and all of the old newspapers that I can accumulate to put into the rows and between plantings.  

 Some people are amazingly easy to entertain.  I enjoy shredding newspapers with the grain of the paper to make big confetti.  I have,  in the past used it on the worm bins.  This year most of it is going to the Chicken house.  I put it under the roosts where it builds a support system with the poop that the chickens seem to save for their roost time.  Paper and poop will fork out easier than poop that slips through the tines on the fork.

 I used to have only a long paper shredder, 1/4 inch cut that I put junk mail through.  The setup just wasn’t comfortable, but it did work.  The worm bins have gotten rid of a great deal of junk mail.  I tried putting the shreds in the chickens nests, but they weren’t impressed.  Then, someone gave me a bag of crosscut shreds.  The chickens LOVE that in their nests.  

 A trip to Walmart got us our own crosscut shredder so they have fresh bedding as much as they need.  Extra can still work out in the worm bed.

 Long shreds from the old shredder made a winter bed for the little Rose of Sharon plantings. But, the new day lily bed was happier with pages of newspaper between the lily plants.  Kept in some of the moisture, although this year, that wasn’t a big issue.  And kept the weeds OUT, which was good. 

 There is so much newsprint coming into the house; every surrounding community prints a ‘shopper’.  I buy a paper in town sometimes and subscribe to the Kansas City Business Journal.  I really think hard about buying a Sunday Paper because I know I’m going to have to shred it.  VERY seldom do I indulge.

New Year’s Turnips from the Fall Garden

December 30th, 2008

 We had a mini-fall garden this year.  The ground was perpetually wet from the extra rain.  Mowing the weeds in that one spot was even impossible!  First day mulching with papers was all that could be accomplished because the ground became saturated.  Raised fantastic weeds.

 

But, in the late summer, almost too far from the predicted last date for I was able to get around one end of the garden, just in front and to the end of the Sweet potato rows.   The rescued marigolds were set out with plenty of space to spread and bloom.  None of the seed was new, but old packages that I wanted to get used up.

 

The last half of the onion sets purchased in the spring

Left over beets, turnips, spinach and lettuce in short rows

New box of beans…the only option left was Yellow Wax Pole Beans

When the fuel prices began to go sky high, people were encouraged to grow gardens to produce their own food and save money.  This advice, like a great deal of bureaucratic direction, had some good points, but is way off base for the big reason that started it.  A few seeds in a plot of unprepared ground is not going to really cut a food bill enough to make any economic difference and let a family now have ample gas money. 

 

But, gardening is good for the back, good for the belly when the seeds do grow and produce, and good for the mind.  So, I tried to keep quieter than usual about the silliness of the first recommendation.

 

The beans went in in hills.  Each hill sprouted and grew.   We saved so much money that we could now put two posts at the ends  of the row and string some of that plastic string for the hay baler that didn’t work.  DH put in four strands of the string for the beans to climb.  They were a little reluctant to cooperate.  Probably someone at the seed store told them we were supposed to have official poles in sets of three to make a teepee.   The bean plants really preferred to grow along the string or make a tangle near the top.  Oh well, at least they were up out of the mud.    They grew well and bloomed well.  Then, overnight, the beans GREW and I thought, “Oh crap, they are going to be too much like dried beans.” But, these yellow guys that we weren’t familiar with had BIG pods with lots of vegetable tissue that cooked up deliciously.   We plan to look for some more of these strangers next year.

 

The beets did the same thing they did last year….nothing.

 

The turnips did not do the same thing they did in last year’s fall garden.  Because of that memory, I planted them REALLY close together.  And every one of them sprouted.  In soil that was too shallow, they grew like crazy.  I tried thinning them out, giving the culls to the chickens, but didn’t keep up with them.  Then, they began making turnips almost on the top of the ground.   DH swept leaves over them and we let them go until today.  Up until this last cold spell, the leaves were sometimes frozen, but not completely.   I dug them today, which wasn’t digging, but more like brushing the oak leaves aside to pick them up.  They will be good for New Year’s Day!

 

All of the onions grew too.  This year I took better care of the second half of the sets, putting them into a mesh bag and hanging them back on the basement wall.

 

The lettuce and spinach were disappointing.  The few that did grow were delicious and some spinach is still out there battling the cold weather.  I dragged leaves over the little plants to see what we find in the spring. 

 

We had great green beans from fall garden in 2007; much better than the ones from spring, when the weather heated up too fast.  I’m convinced that a fall garden is a good idea and will try to be more organized and ready for it this year.  If those wax beans had been in the ground a couple weeks earlier, we would have had a bumper crop from one little bag of beans…Jack told me it would be like that.

 

 

Thanksgiving Birds Around the Legacy Gardens

December 2nd, 2008
Duke

Duke

 

This morning, as Duke and I walked, a particularly noisy finch hailed us from the highway oak. The vigorous chirp had me looking for a cardinal. 

 

My mind said, “You need to get the birdfeeders fixed up.” 

 

Two years ago during a drought, I had finches and cardinals all year.  The adults:  cardinals, yellow bellied woodpeckers and downy woodpeckers brought their juveniles to the tree.  I watched a father cardinal feed his young the sunflower seeds that had gotten kicked to the ground.

 

But, this spring, with twice the usual rainfall, must have brought lots of native chow because they all left and abandoned food in the feeders.  Only the hummingbirds were home.

 

I’ve seen  juncos, doves and jays hanging around.  And a titmouse…even titmice?  But, the beautiful cardinals are few. There is a bit of milo that grew along the sidewalk from seeds they missed last winter.   The brush honeysuckle is heavy with berries as is the viburnum. I’ve thought I had some time. 

 

 Today, after some potato soup for MY lunch, I even left the birds to their own designs and took a little nap! After all, it is nearly a holiday and I pushed hard last night and early this morning to finish that project for Vanetworking.com.  I could squeeze in a doze while listening to the New World Symphony on npr.   Forgive me, BigCountry99, but I needed to rest!

 

While getting my brains back in order, I heard a soft banging on the window.  NO JOKE!  No one is around, but me, the dogs, the birds and the very fat cats.  The dog is confined to the deck, the horses and chickens are in their pens…that leaves the very fat cats and the birds!   A closer look showed me some toe tips along the bottom of the screen.   I thought at first that Phoebe, the kitten had discovered another access to me and because she isn’t very fat yet, had hauled herself up.  Shortly, she would be tearing holes in my screen!  

 

But, no Phoebe!  Instead, a wren had come for Thanksgiving and the bright eyes clearly stated that I had better get the bird seed out or ELSE!!!   Working on another website will have to wait a while.  It is warmer outside than inside today and truly, I didn’t mind slipping out to fill those glaringly empty feeders.  There will be some very full birds for Thanksgiving!  All the feeders are hanging so that they aren’t even tempting to very fat cats, trust me!

 

I had thought I had seen my Thanksgiving birds at Antioch Park in Kansas City when Hannah visited with the geese on the stepping stones.

 

Hannah and Geese on the Stepping Stones at Antioch Park

Hannah and Geese on the Stepping Stones at Antioch Park

 

 

Flags Fly in Antioch Park

Flags Fly in Antioch Park

Gardeners and Farmers have a new community option based in the Ozarks

July 30th, 2008

FarmFolks.net  Is a new community website being introduced to potential members who are interested in farming, particularly small farming.

The first ‘farmers’ on the community who have set up the program are located in the Ozarks of Missouri, but are not limiting the conversation to that region.

You can learn more by going over to that link and becoming a member.  There is a generous membership area with blog space and opportunity to submit articles or suggest articles for publication.  Join today and Enjoy.  There is no charge to become a member.

Gardens need Yard Birds, Right?

April 29th, 2008

Well, our garden needs yard birds.  They are presently confined in their own special yard until the dog and the cats get used to them and they get used to our small acreage.  They need to be quite secure because I don’t want them to be worried and possibly run away.

They are already settling in happily and beginning to lay eggs.  We chose heavy chickens in Buff Orpingtons and Wyandottes, plus medium size chickens in Araucanas.  We are looking forward to the brown and green or blue eggs.   They like to scratch around, so when I pull grass clumps from the garden, I cut off the tops for the horses and toss the root clods into the chicken yard.  There are only 8 chickens, singing quietly for us.  The rooster is a bit out of control; he begins to crow about 4:30 am and goes on variously during the day.

Do you have chickens in your garden?  We would love to have you comment and tell us about your garden. 

The Forsythia Page is published

April 4th, 2008

forsb230.JPGI’m glad I was able to get some photos and content about our Forsythia published today.  I will add more as I can. But, I wanted the bright gold beauties to be included as much as possible.    FORSYTHIA

Ozark Connections to Share the Beauty

March 29th, 2008

It was a pleasure to find a comment this morning from a writer who writes from Lake of the Ozarks, using a lens at Squidoo.  Click here http://www.squidoo.com/lake-of-the-ozarks to visit the Lake information.  Lake of the Ozarks is a diamond sitting high in the crown of the Ozarks; here at Mansfield, we are at the Crossroads of the Ozarks, as FIVE hwy and SIXTY hwy intersect right by our toes.

We’re getting alot more rain this spring than we did in March 2006 when the earlier post was written. But, we need the moisture after two very dry, hot summer which have compromised the roots of trees and grasses.   We are nearly 12 inches over normal rainfall for the season and getting more today, plus expecting more next week.  We are hoping for a moist summer when we can experiment with our lessons learned in the Master Gardening program.

I’d better to and work on some forsythia information.  The darling forsythias are sharing their sunshine with the country on a chilly, gray day.  They seem to glow more when the rest of the world is a bit gloomy.

Thank you for stopping by to read my post.