When I look at weeds, do you know what I see? I see plants that have removed minerals from the soil in which they were growing. And because of that, I want to compost them so that those nutrients can be returned to my garden soil. But composting weeds presents some challenges. Here’s how to compost them the safe way.Continue Reading
One little pack of seeds. So much information.
I purchase seeds from a variety of companies, and each company’s packaging is different. But most seed packets contain similar types information. For such a small space, there is generally quite a lot of valuable information, but it can be overwhelming at times. That’s why I’m here – to help you read a seed packet.Continue Reading
I guess it’s part of my personal philosophy. I work hard, but I don’t see the point of doing a job a certain way when there’s an easier alternative. So, I don’t dry dishes, because they’ll dry themselves in the dish drainer. And I take the easy way out when it comes to growing raspberries.
Raspberries, and other thorny bushes like blackberries, are brambles in the Rubus genus. They are perennials, but their branches (or canes) live for only two years. First year canes are known as primocanes, and second year are called floricanes.Continue Reading
How to Grow Garlic
Here in the northeast we grow hardneck garlic – one of the easiest to grow plants in our garden. We plant in the fall, mulch deeply, and except for harvesting the scapes, we pretty much ignore it. Generally by the end of July or early August we have large, beautiful heads of garlic to harvest and cure.Continue Reading
In our early years of gardening, we were able to eat fresh from our garden all during harvest season. Sure, there were often extra tomatoes to can, or broccoli to freeze, and even enough carrots to over-winter in the garden. The size of our garden has increased exponentially over the years and the goal now is to eat vegetables from our garden all year long. Yes, even fresh vegetables. Storing vegetables properly is essential.Continue Reading