Weather report: 77ºF high today. The ground temperature is 58ºF in my vegetable garden. Very windy in the open prairie, and partially sunny. It was, in fact, windy enough that a county-wide ban on prairie burning was instituted last night continuing through today. My first daffodil of the year, blooming just today however, reacted to the wind with cheerful defiance.
I took advantage of the warm weather to finally get a little planting underway. Forget about St. Patrick's day as the optimum starting day for a Midwest vegetable garden; this year I thought it is still too cold to get a quick start on anything in the garden, so I've procrastinated a full 10 days. I left work a little early today on the excuse of a trip to the optometrist for new glasses, which also "accidentally" morphed into a visit to the nearby market for onion plants and seed potatoes. Then, after supper, I dashed into the garden to plant the onions ('Candy' and 'Super Red Candy') and peas, anticipating a moderate chance for thunderstorms here over the next two days. For eatin' peas, I planted Burpee's 'Burpeanna Early Organic' shelling peas, and I also put out a row of old-fashioned flowering sweet peas. The latter, from south to north, were Heavenly Goddess Mix, Summer Love Mix, and Sweet Dreams Mix.
It was then up to the house to cut the seed potatoes ('All Blue') and set them out to dry and callus over the cut surfaces. If it rains tomorrow or Friday, I'll wait until Sunday to plant them, the latter being the next decent day in the forecast. Saturday, for those who are wondering, is supposed to be a high of 46ºF and a low of 26ºF. Too cold for me to garden. Too cold also for the worms that were disturbed during the planting tonight. These guys weren't in any hurry to move so I covered them back up and wished them well.
In other puttering, I planted a 'Caspian' Feather Grass (Calamagrostis arundinacea var. brachytricha) into my ornamental grass bed. The Calamagrostis sp. grasses are dependable performers here on the prairie and I'm expanding their territory in my garden beds a little at a time. 'Caspian' is supposed to have pink-brushed flower spikes and "interesting yellow foliage" in the fall. We'll see.
Finally, I repaired and bolstered my vegetable garden perimeter defenses, meaning that I repaired the bottom two wires of the 7-strand electric fence that I had left undone this winter. I didn't need these two low wires, respectively 3" and 6" off the ground, to keep the deer out of the strawberry bed this winter so I had disconnected them when I replaced an end post last fall, frantically connecting the top 5 strands to keep the deer away. Since the lower strands will be needed to keep the rabbits away as soon as the peas sprout, I fixed it all up and then demonstrated a nice brisk spark coursing through the lowest wire at the end of the line. Let's see you hop through that, Mr. Rabbit. Try it, I dare you.
Though an old gardener, I am but a young blogger. The humor and added alliteration are free.
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Wednesday, March 27, 2019
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
Peas and Dirt and Worms, Oh My
Peas and dirt and worms, oh my
Tendrils climbing to the sky.
Peas and dirt and worms, my word,
Winter's gone and Spring's occurred.
Little worm digs deep to hide,
Last year's straw mixed deep inside.
Little worm churns dirt and rubble,
Making soil from all that stubble.
Broken soil now wet and cold,
Clods and clay and loam and mold.
Broken soil to hold the seed,
Grow the crop or grow the weed.
Soon the peas come bursting out,
Growing, stretching, flowers sprout.
Soon more peas will fill the pods,
Sun-kissed by the garden's Gods.
Continuing my pattern of the past few years, I waited until well after the traditional St. Patrick's Day target to plant spring crops. For Midwest gardeners of this latitude, the 17th of March is the day that our fathers told us to plant, but the delayed Springs of late have me reaching deep down within for patience before I put hoe to ground and plant my own. This past weekend however, the rare conditions of afternoon warmth and personal energy and spare time all collided in a whirlwind Saturday of planting and pruning and cleaning. There will be other days like that to come, of course, but my vegetable garden is now squared away for the season; new strawberries started, peas and potatoes properly planted, and empty trellises placed to await tomato vines.
These peas look happy, pre-soaked and plump, ready to be covered by soil and to begin the cycle of replication once again. The ground temperature in my garden was 46ºF when I planted them, proving once again that one of the most essential tools that a gardener can own is a soil thermometer. The ground here is still pretty cold for peas, even though it was March 29th when I planted them. The Kansas Garden Guide, from K-State Research and Extension, is an excellent resource for vegetable planting, and it tells me that I may still be planting peas too early. Other Internet sources, such as the University of Vermont Extension, suggest that soil temperatures around 45º are adequate for pea germination. I've come to the conclusion that I can plant peas and potatoes on March 17th and then wait 4 weeks before they come up, or I can plant them 2 weeks later and wait a week for germination and not have to wonder if they've rotted in the ground. Maybe Global Warming can get us back to planting on March 17th, but for the near future, I'm staying near April for potatoes and peas.
Tendrils climbing to the sky.
Peas and dirt and worms, my word,
Winter's gone and Spring's occurred.
Little worm digs deep to hide,
Last year's straw mixed deep inside.
Little worm churns dirt and rubble,
Making soil from all that stubble.
Broken soil now wet and cold,
Clods and clay and loam and mold.
Broken soil to hold the seed,
Grow the crop or grow the weed.
Soon the peas come bursting out,
Growing, stretching, flowers sprout.
Soon more peas will fill the pods,
Sun-kissed by the garden's Gods.
Continuing my pattern of the past few years, I waited until well after the traditional St. Patrick's Day target to plant spring crops. For Midwest gardeners of this latitude, the 17th of March is the day that our fathers told us to plant, but the delayed Springs of late have me reaching deep down within for patience before I put hoe to ground and plant my own. This past weekend however, the rare conditions of afternoon warmth and personal energy and spare time all collided in a whirlwind Saturday of planting and pruning and cleaning. There will be other days like that to come, of course, but my vegetable garden is now squared away for the season; new strawberries started, peas and potatoes properly planted, and empty trellises placed to await tomato vines.
These peas look happy, pre-soaked and plump, ready to be covered by soil and to begin the cycle of replication once again. The ground temperature in my garden was 46ºF when I planted them, proving once again that one of the most essential tools that a gardener can own is a soil thermometer. The ground here is still pretty cold for peas, even though it was March 29th when I planted them. The Kansas Garden Guide, from K-State Research and Extension, is an excellent resource for vegetable planting, and it tells me that I may still be planting peas too early. Other Internet sources, such as the University of Vermont Extension, suggest that soil temperatures around 45º are adequate for pea germination. I've come to the conclusion that I can plant peas and potatoes on March 17th and then wait 4 weeks before they come up, or I can plant them 2 weeks later and wait a week for germination and not have to wonder if they've rotted in the ground. Maybe Global Warming can get us back to planting on March 17th, but for the near future, I'm staying near April for potatoes and peas.
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