- It’s amazing how long a young boy can play with just a handsaw and a piece of scrap wood.
- Irish Woman spent her afternoon cleaning, thinning, and replanting the strawberry beds.
- She’s halfway done, and counts almost 200 plants.
- Going to be a lot of strawberry jam around here in a few months.
- Boo and I planted kale and snap peas today. On a later trip to the home center, I picked up broccoli, cauliflower, Brussel sprouts, and bib lettuce.
- It’s so nice to garden when all you have to do is move dirt and put in plants and seeds.
- The past three years I’ve had to do several weeks of construction before putting shovel to soil.
- There’s nothing like waking up at 4 AM from a bad dream and having no hope of falling asleep due to an extreme adrenaline dump.
- You know you’re funky from scooping last year’s compost pile into garden beds when you offend yourself while taking a shower.
- Two rounds of lather, rinse, repeat made me somewhat human again. Well, as human as I ever am.
Thoughts on the Day
Posted by daddybear71 on March 30, 2014
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Phssthpok
/ March 30, 2014Conventional wisdom has Brussels sprouts as a fall crop. Something about needing a good frost to really bring out the sugars in the buds. This is not to say they won’t grow well or produce, but apparently the best ‘flavor’ comes from late fall, post frost harvest.
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daddybear71
/ March 30, 2014I’ll give them a shot. I pretty much randomly picked a few things at the garden center. If they don’t produce edible produce before it’s time to put in the tomatoes and peppers, we’ll try again in September.
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oldnfo
/ March 31, 2014You can plant it, but will Boo eat it??? 🙂
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daddybear71
/ March 31, 2014Actually, he’s pretty good when it comes to vegetables. It’s meat that we sometimes have to convince him on.
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Geodkyt
/ April 1, 2014No, the worst reek is the smeel of “clean”. As in, you come out of the field, and are just sitting there in the transient barracks, mind in neutral, when your buddy walks past after taking a shower.
[Sniff, sniff] “What’s that God-awful smell? Holy crap, that’s the smell of clean. Oh my God, that means I smell like dead goat ass in summer!”
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