Happy St. Patrick's Day!
I celebrated my Irish heritage* a day early by planting out the cabbages. It has become my own little tradition to plant them on or as near to St. Patrick's Day as I can. The appropriateness of it pleases me.
But since Wednesday is a work day for me, and our forecast for Tuesday night was for rain, I decided to do it the day before.
So! Yesterday my lovely assistant and I went out and planted nine cabbage seedlings.
She took care of the milk jug placement and the watering after the planting.
The end result, while pleasing to me because I can envision our summer coleslaw in these beds, is not actually aesthetically pleasing.
We decided to try a new crop this year: plastic milk jugs.
Just kidding. The milk jugs protect the tender young plants from the overly aggressive sun and wind. Kind of like individual greenhouses. Except not as attractive. The rocks keep the jugs from blowing away.
We've learned some lessons in our three years so far of gardening here.
Unfortunately, our forecasted rain changed to a Winter Weather Advisory. I can't un-transplant the cabbages, so we'll just have to cross our fingers and trust to the milk jugs.
And if those fail, I suppose I can always start more seeds.
* I actually do have quite a lot of Irish ancestry. My love of potatoes and cabbage is genetic.
1 comment:
Cabbages should be fine.
Poppy is learning all the fine art of purposeful living.
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