I’ve been quite neglectful of my blog garden, and you readers are always so understanding.
Thanks for that.
Over at Da Tech Guy, where I am still faithfully blogging once a week, I recently lamented the fact that I live in a seemingly impenetrably blue district.
In my really real world, I have hit yet another wall in that endeavor known as Teaching Older Son Math. I have fled my free-wheeling ways and started teaching straight from a textbook again. Standardized testing in May will give me an idea of how much progress has been made.
I haven’t posted about my garden since July 2013, and a follow-up post is in order. I had a really successful crop of yams. Between the periodic harvest of “just enough for tonight’s dinner” and the two major harvests (first when I pulled up all I found, then when husband turned the plot over and found a bunch more), we easily grew ten pounds worth.
Nevermind the fact that yams are less than a dollar a pound, meaning that this crop was worth less than ten dollars. It’s all about the learning curve, and the satisfaction derived from growing your own food.
Especially when the crop is not devoured by cut worms.
The asparagus that I planted has predictably not provided anything more than salad garnish. But. I planted it against the side of the house, and it has unintentionally prevented soil erosion from the gutter run off. So I’ve got that going for me.
This year, I have kept the peppers and tomatoes in pots on the porch, in an effort to keep the bugs away. Also, I’ve chosen the types that mature quicker, so no beefsteak tomatoes or bell peppers for me. It’s all about the banana pepper and the cherry tomato.
A second generation of yams, sprouting from the bounty of last year, is well on its way to thriving. I added summer squash and okra plants, and they are growing. We’ll see how much actual produce they, well, produce.
The mint cannot be eradicated. It now grows all throughout the garden plot, and I just keep pulling it up when it gets too competitive with the rest of the garden.
Cilantro seems to love the Tampa climate. I should have started with that herb, instead of the Italian parsley that has refused to die and yet refused to thrive for a whole year.
Have a great week, everyone. Here’s a pic of some of my harvest, including our garnish-sized asparagus, oranges from our Charlie Brown orange tree, and limes from our neighbor’s tree: