Time to Dig-In
Sonny and Linda
This garden is the first real garden Sonny and I have ever done. We both come from a long line of gardeners and farmers. You would think that with such a soil rich ancestry we must have inherited some green in our thumbs. At least we hope so, but it takes more than green genes to get a garden going when you are more of a green horn than a green thumb. It takes a whole lot of help from friends and family who have been doing this kind of thing for eons.
The first thing we did was stake out where we wanted the garden. Wooden shims hammered down in the ground worked great for marking borders. Gary, a neighbor of my cousin and a man we now consider one of our friends was good enough to bring his tractor over to do the plowing. That is one of the things that we have found here and truly appreciate. Out here, neighbors are willing to help each other. Last year we gave Gary and my cousin John a hand during hay season and plan to help again this year.
There were large hunks of log butts and wood buried under ground from when the property was logged three years ago and a lot of it is right where we wanted our garden. We dug up quite a few pieces when Gary hit them when he plowed. We had to stop every so often to dig them out, but we got the job done.
Once the land was tilled it was time to put up electric fence. In our case it was solar fence. Sonny, John, Carol and
I all went to work. John dug the holes with his tractor, that post hole attachment sure did make things easier. Next the T-posts still had to be pounded in and finally the cattle fencing had to be stretched and secured to all the posts. Sounds easy but it was a days work and an Advil night.
It sure was nice to look out of the window in the morning and see the plot of ground that would feed us. It was a bit overwhelming. It makes you think about the days when people didn’t have ready made food in stores to stock their pantries.
I could almost feel the anxiety and hope that they must have felt each season that their gardens would survive the weather and pests. That the fruits of their labor would carry them through the winter.
So far we have planted onions, potatoes, lettuce and radishes. Unfortunately I don’t think the radishes will make it due to the last frost. When my father was here a few weeks ago he showed us how to plant the potatoes. He also showed us how we needed to rake off some of the wood bark debris and stones from the surface. It made a big difference. He also told us to lime and fertilize to help reduce the acidity from the wood.
We are lucky to have so many people to give us good advice. My Dad, John and Carol, Ronald and Vicki and anyone at the country store you might encounter. Not only do they answer questions they are always willing yo share plants, seeds, and any other thing you may need. We are definitely blessed. I couldn’t be happier. Now let’s just hope our green genes kick in.