Sunday, April 21, 2019

Easter Sunday


   Easter Sunday has brought us mild (14 degrees at 3:30pm), sunny, windy weather.  Earlier today, I "invigorated" my tomato transplants with the oscillating fan and started some more marigold seeds.  I came in a little while ago from eyeballing the garlic patch, looking for the first signs of growth.  Picture me, still in my long nightgown and housecoat (Sunday and a holiday - that's my excuse), hair blowing wildly in the wind, squatted down in the north garden, staring intently at a large rectangle of straw.  Lou, our orange cat, weaved in and out between my legs, head-butted my behind, and purred loudly.  I think she was hoping I would stretch out on the warm straw with her - voluntarily or by default, if I lost my balance while she nudged me.

   Four garlic sprouts have pushed through the straw, and several more are growing beneath the surface (I peeked).




   Yesterday, I planted the asparagus crowns that R. picked up on impulse a week or so ago. McKenzie brand from Canadian Tire, Martha Washington variety.  I know little about growing asparagus, though have read that they are perennial, need full sun, are fussy about the pH level of the soil (they dislike acid soil), and that they won't "compete" with weeds or grass roots.  We don't really have an ideal spot on our property to plant them, and I have no idea what the acidity level of the soil is in the plots and raised beds.  The crowns are supposed to be planted as soon as the soil can be worked.  That was two weeks ago.  I chose the square raised bed (~ 3' x 3') beside the driveway as their spot.  It's not as large a space as is recommended (trenches are supposed to be 4' apart) but hopefully they will be fine there.  It will be an experiment.  I planted 3 crowns in the back and 2 in the front.  One of the two in the front looks quite feeble, so it might not make it, anyway.




   Some of the tiny tendrils that were coming out of the packaged crowns.




   Yesterday, I also planted some red onion sets in a raised bed beside the driveway (not pictured).

   The currant bush had become very large and unruly in recent years. (No production of currants, either!)  I wish I had thought to take a "Before" picture.   The currant bushes (there are two, but one has never grown more than a foot and a half tall and produced two spindly stems) were another impulse buy by R several years ago.  Neither of us expected either bush to grow as vigourously as the one did.  If it had been planted elsewhere on the property, we could have let it grow freely.  Unfortunately, it was planted right beside one of the cleanout pipes and right in front of one of the sheds.  It had become tricky to access that cleanout pipe, something we have had to do frequently recently - another story for another time - *groan*.  Also awkward to get the snowblower and lawnmower in and out of the shed.  We decided to drastically cut back the currant bush.  I have a feeling it might bounce back and be as unruly as ever.  In the meantime, we'll have some room to manoeuvre. 







   Adding to my collection of milk jug greenhouses!  This past week, I started zinnias (Pink Illumination and Pink Senorita) and some more cosmos (Dwarf Sensation Mix).  This will be another experiment, as I haven't started cosmos or zinnias this way before and don't know if they'll transplant well.  I also started more marigolds and cabbage.  The cabbage I have growing already in milk jugs are sparse (hit or miss germination).  The kale and Romanesco cauliflower appears to be doing well, though!




   In the planter at the front of the house, I sowed Bachelor Buttons (Blue Boy and Polka Dot Mix) and Thumbelina zinnias.  

   The planters outside the plant room windows have presented a challenge.  We didn't stop to think about how hot that location would be (on the south side of the house and right next to glass).  Most things I have planted there have sizzled.  Rosemary lived, but didn't thrive.  I'm giving them one more summer in this location to see if anything will grow nicely there.  I started gazania seeds indoors (a bright, cheerful flower that is hardy and loves heat - I grew a few last summer in a pot) and will transplant them to the middle planter in June.  In the left and right planters, I sowed a variety of flower I have wanted to try for some time: Portulaca grandiflora ("Moss Rose").  I knew that this variety is pretty, is a succulent, is low-growing, and that it is drought and heat tolerant.  I had read they are annuals, but then after sowing the seed, read several articles describing them as perennials!  I also read that they "self-seed generously".  That's great, I just wish I'd known that before I sowed them in planters located right above a prime tomato plant area!




   Many years ago, R rescued a plant that had been kicked to the curb at the group home where he worked.  He brought it home and we planted it outside in a small rock bed near the driveway.  It thrived, but it also suckered.  Did I mention I strongly dislike things that sucker?  It gives me a weird feeling of claustrophobia and edginess and in my mind comes close to turning a "plant" into a "weed".  Two or three years of the plant spreading in that rock bed and into the lawn, and I'd had enough.  In the fall, I clipped the stems back to an inch in length, as I usual.  What I also did, in secret - and I have never done this to another plant before or since - was set fire to what remained of the damn stems.  Once they had achieved a nice charcoal appearance (ahem), I figured that would be it.

    Wrong.  The following spring, it bounced back with a renewed vigour (and perhaps a bit of spiteful joy).  It grew like a dream, bigger and better than ever.  I started calling it the Monster Plant.  

    A few years later, we moved it to a large container, partially shaded by the lilac bush.  It did fine there, and continued it's tendency to sucker and grow small roots in the ground off some of it's stems.  Even R. started calling it, "Frankenstein".

    Last week, R. built a small planter and put it against the back fence as a new home for Frankenstein.  Time will tell if he (Frankenstein) likes it.  He didn't mind being set on fire, so a new planter will likely be nothing more than an enjoyable change of scenery for him.




   Holidays are pretty low-key here, but to my surprise, the Easter Bunny found me this morning.  I thought this was a creative way of hiding the treats.  I wouldn't have found them without hints from R.







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