I've always liked the idea of having a garden, but as the folks on HGTV will tell you, it's not something you can half-ass. You basically have to work the shovel till your arm's sore. I don't know what happened...I must've tapped into some dad power or something, but what follows is something that people who know me might find very uncharacteristic.
In years past I've put together gardens, but always found a way to shrivel the hardiest plants. The watering schedule would be neglected, the weeds would take over...basically no tlc was administered at all.
This year is different. The land is going to produce for me, and I'll tell you why. If you work the land, the land WORKS. That's the key...never mind that I just made that up now. What I've actually done is prepared things more carefully this time around. I've gotten my ducks in a row if you will. Here's how it all shakes out.
As you can see, I've covered all of the essentials. No more paying outrageous prices for specialty items at the grocery store or fireworks stand. In a few short months I'll be laughing all the way to the garden.
I decided to break ground between a couple of old clothesline poles. Not only was it a good size and a nice flat surface, the poles would serve as good support for the mini pergolas I hoped to build.
Take note of that pile of crap on the ground. Those were as many roots as I could stand pulling out of the ground...a little oversight having deemed this the best spot for a garden.
Here's Dana and myself assembling the aforementioned pergolas.
Fried dirt cakes...and dirt on the cob! Eh, eh?
These dusty old bits of lumber were so corkscrewed I'm surprised I was able to get them to behave at all. I really had to tighten the screws on their failure to conform.
The most important crop of all, and quite possibly the main thrust of this entire project is the hops. Oak Lair Hops will be a prominent supplier for Brandodojo Brewery going forward. Why else would I labor so diligently, so fervently, so tenaciously on trellises. If you nurture the hops, the hops will nurture you.
...to be continued.
4 comments:
With the worldwide hop shortage, I'm pumped to be getting a supply of the world's finest bittering agent from the world's finest fellow.
Those trelli look like a fine climb for the Cascade and Magnum.
Yum, yum.
I'm impressed Cullen. I love fresh garden veggies too, but always ended up withering the tomatoes before they got real fruitful. Can't wait to see the progression of the garden pics. Now with it public, you're held accountable in cyberspace.
I want some of those Bright Bottle Rockets.
To shoot at Jamie's house.
From your bedroom window.
Those radishes are going to taste awful.
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