Spent some long-overdue time in the garden this past weekend! After several hours of work on both Saturday and Sunday, I’m happy to see the beast showing signs of taming.
So the garden story… When Lo and I took possession of our little house in 2004, there was one tiny flower bed in the back yard and a few shrubs barely subsisting in the front yard.
Not no more.
Now, the front yard is completely covered in garden. The back yard is lined with deep beds all around the perimeter. We have a vegetable plot. We have a patio (which we installed) covered by a gorgeous pergola (designed and built by Lo), and a rock garden which arose organically (oh the garden humour…) when we dug out a huge pile of grass to build the patio, and then were too lazy to move the pile. Yeah…
The result? A LOT of garden. Which I sort of neglected last year…
Despite the neglect, here’s what keeps it all going… a little something I like to call “compost”.
I LOVE COMPOST. I’m over-the-moon with my louvered compost bins: a gift from Lo (which he built using this template as a guide). I’m overjoyed to build the compost pile. I heart turning the compost pile. I am delighted to throw my kitchen scraps and garden trimmings on the compost pile. And I cannot cannot wait to harvest the compost from the compost pile.
Yes baby. That is the stuff.
So we harvested the compost this weekend! It never ceases to amaze me what kind of tricks Mother Nature has up her sleeve. LOOK AT THIS STUFF. It’s beautiful. It’s glorious. It’s nothing short of magical. I LOVE IT. I want to roll in it all day.
We produce enough compost in our bins to keep our little garden quite happy. Every spring, I top-dress the soil around each plant with fresh compost.
And they love it just as much as I do.
The vegetable plot gets its fair share of compost as well, don’t worry.
Funny story about these broccoli seedlings below.
In my utter laziness last fall, I left a broccoli plant in the garden and it flowered and went to seed. No joke, I have about 200 broccoli seedlings growing like weeds in that corner of the plot this spring. Certainly we eat broccoli. We love broccoli. But 200 plants worth? No. Eight plants worth? Yes. I’m still wondering what to do with the remaining 192 seedlings that I won’t use. Also, I don’t really know if they’re going to look anything like the broccoli we know and love, but it’s worth a shot. It’s a horticultural experiment, don’t you know.
Yes, it was a busy weekend and there’s still much work left to be done. It’s just a matter of when… Hmm, quandary.
You have a great day now. Maybe I’ll be back with a craft on Wednesday… Hey, there’s a plan, eh?
P.S. If you’d like to see more lovely gardens, stop by Amy’s Blogger’s Garden Tour!