Sunday morning arrived without asking, so Josh and I didn't keep it from coming into our chaotic little establishment. Yesterday we went to our neighbors family sheep farm and shoveled sheep shit, and today we spread it. The compost is now nourishing the garden and the raspberry bed (provided by Aunt Cindy earlier this year). Our garden now consists of five varieties of potatoes, asparagus starts, pole beans, radishes, eight varieities of tomatoes, onions, spinach, mesclun, arugula, okra, oregano, basil, sunflowers, raspberries, an apricot tree, thyme, parsley, sage, and mint (contained). We've been trying to pull our invasive oregano, honeysuckle, mint, thistle, and wretched something or others with these thick and long roots that reach almost straight down to Mongolia. They are going to be our doom... I even asked my bosses at the organic landscaping company what to do about them and they wouldn't look me in the eyes the rest of the afternoon. I'm afraid there's no answer but to just keep digging. And then there's the torpedo Maple tree seeds. They are our other nemesis. Anyway, we'll see what happens. Here are pictures of the garden in progress. So overall the garden's a bit risky considering I'm extremely impatient and messy, and Josh is a bit methodical and precise. As long as I can keep convincing Josh that it's not humid and hot, he'll keep working and we can balance each other out. We still have watermelon, carrots, and squashes to grow. We are hoping to expand the vegetable garden, plant strawberries still, and get rid of as much yard as possible in the front, replacing grass with native Michigan plants. Grassy lawns that span neighborhoods are a terribly ludicrous actuality. Chemical additions to make things greener, when they only enter our water and trip us into thinking the mono-lawn is normal. I was trying to explain to my mom the other day that being a hippie isn't so bad... you save on things like razors, deodorant, sweat shop clothes, and your husband brings you a plate of crackers and cheese shaped like a peace sign...
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Okay, so maybe I should have read some of the other posted comments before bravely (or naively)determining to leave my own, but I just went with it! Sarah, have I ever told you how well you write? You are amazing, and you bring so much of the colors and scents and thoughts to life in your words. I miss you, and it was oh so fun to see photos of you in rolled up sweats, and then all the precious plants growing with vitality! Love you much, Sarah
I'm not sure "vitality" is the exact word to choose... maybe "vitality" applies more to our photography skills... don't tell the plants that they are all experimental, we're waiting until they're older to see if they can handle the truth....
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I helped Dad find your blog, but he typed his message by himself. I'm jealous, he types faster than I do.
Still trying to figure out my life; have been seriously considering the MI move, and I would love to come help Sarah weed some of that garden you have going on up there. But....I may also be looking at a studio apt. in Denver later this week. It has a hot tub, a small garden, and it's cheap!!! We'll see, just keep my life in your prayers. Happy Birthday, and welcome to Summer!!! Miss you both!
just skimmed thru ur blog,
splendid garden you have there;
i love growing greens too!
Keep up the good work :)
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