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The Madness Is Upon Me

I really need to start a master list of plants I’ve given up on.

It would be much more useful than “plants I’ve killed and will try again” which is a very very long list at this point.

Also, when I make stark declarations in the middle of August that I am DONE this is MADNESS and from now on I will grow nothing but tomatoes and basil in the vegetable garden GODDAMNIT, I really need to write that down and perhaps have it witnessed, because here I am at the end of January wondering if I’ve got room for those dwarf snow peas after all.

And the vegetables are the easy part. When Prairie Nursery and Prairie Moon Nursery send out their catalogs and I find myself going “Why do I not have ramps? Ramps would be a great idea!” and drooling over the blue cohosh (which is a very expensive plant to possibly kill, and I am a bit nervous) I need a clear, laid out plan that says “This goes here. Nothing else will fit.”

Actually, what I need is a sign taped to my computer saying “YOU HAVE NO PLACE TO PUT IT SO PUT THE CATALOG DOWN.” That would cover most eventualities.

I should not be thinking of blue cohosh. I should be thinking vines. I have space for vines. I made space for vines. I’m thinking two Carolina jessamine, then a coral honeysuckle, then two jessamine, then a coral honeysuckle in the full sun area. Might mix it up with American bittersweet in the shadier sections. I do not need wild cucumber. It’s an annual and not edible anyway. WHY DO YOU TAUNT ME, CATALOG?

There are so many empty places in the garden. They never warn you that you will live with eyesores for years and years and years, that parts will be gloriously lush and other parts will still be a dead zone under pine trees, that lots are scraped and that stuff isn’t DIRT, it’s subsoil and self-respecting plants won’t grow in that and it’s really not your fault, that your yuccas will grow in the moss and the moss will grow in the yuccas and both will apparently be happy and dear god what is wrong with this picture?

This is the season where I stare at the garden and realize how many things need fixing and how many things I am completely unequipped to fix. I realize what a large garden I have made and how many years it’s going to take to fill it. (All the years. All of them.) I am simultaneously paralyzed by too much space in which hardly anything will grow (that grove of oaks and hickories and all those cedars! Mature trees one might kill for, and I stare at them and wish they were ten feet back on the other side of the fenceline!) and too little space in which nearly anything would grow, having painstakingly hauled manure and topsoil and mulch for multiple years to make it habitable.

I want a cottage garden that overflows with exuberance, and did not realize how often that meant that an exuberant plant would eat its weaker neighbors. I want to grow fascinating vegetables and end up having to glove up and root out the cardoons which were supposed to be annuals, goddamnit, and why did no one mention that they will re-seed like Satan on a bender?

And can I grow artichokes in a whiskey barrel?

And why did I wait so long to discover ferns? Why did no one beat me over the head with ferns until I listened?

And why are there never enough tomato cages? They work great for pea trellises—by the time the peas are dead of heat stroke, the tomatoes are just starting to need cages. Chop the peas at the roots, move the cage three feet, there you go. Except that I need more tomato cages so I can grow more peas.

And why is it only January, when there’s so much gardening to be done?

Originally published at Squash's Garden. You can comment here or there.

A couple friends of mine, a professional chef and his lovely wife who is every bit as skilled in the kitchen as he is, pickle their own ramps. ...and they are AMAZING. ...and if you're having pork, the ramp-pickle-juice is OMFG MOST PERFECT SAUCE EVER.

So when you say "Why do I not have ramps?", I guess my question is "WHY DO YOU NOT HAVE RAMPS?"

Right about now is the time I start looking at the garden patch (the first year, it was about 20 sqft...now it's about 60x40 -_-) and think, we really need to mow the weeds down and set the horse manure compost down. And then I start plotting it all out (we had 26 tomato plants last year...why? I don't even know.)

And I'm already planning a separate herb patch, because you just can't stick cilantro next to the squash, cause the squash needs room to spread...sigh. And ONE pumpkin plant/seed is getting planted. I planted 20ish one year and it took over the garden so I only planted 6 seeds last year...the entire left hand of the garden was pumpkin plants with corn sticking up through the sea of broad leaves.

you can never have enough tomato cages...

I want to grow fascinating vegetables and end up having to glove up and root out the cardoons

If you're rooting out cardoons, did you know that you can eat the roots too? Kinda like parsnips, they are...

And can I grow artichokes in a whiskey barrel?

"Do I dare to eat a peach?"

...and now the whole post seems slightly in the mode of Alfred Prufrock or whatever that TS Eliot poem was. (I hear the mermaids singing, each to each...)

We didn't tell you about ferns because native ferns are tricky. Very particular about their growing conditions, as I recall, and what looks to you like ideal, textbook-specified conditions may not be at all acceptable to them. If ferns grow for you, be happy. If they don't, be Zen.

maybe you should grow chayote? It's viney. And you can eat both the fruit and the shoots. *grins* nom nom nom.

Have you tried sowtrueseed.com? This year I'm trying to give local seed companies a go, thinking that these more regional varieties be a better fit for the garden.

They're based out of Asheville, but there's probably some folks in your area? I'm also trying to read ncsu extension info as much as possible, they'll warn you of the downsides of certain plants, unlike sellers who are of course going to make their plants sound like the perfect darlings of the garden and then you watch them either wither up and die or take over everything.