Beneath the Wraps

    By no means am I a gardener.  Don’t know as I ever had the desire to be.  If I did, it was when I was younger.  Like grammar school younger.  And the sun didn’t seem to faze me as its heat wrapped itself around my body like an unwanted blanket – suffocating me.  I’d rather be indoors with the air conditioning and not pulling weeds in the garden.     It seems the wind has blown some grass seed into our garden.  And the miracle grow is doing wonders on the grass and the beans and peppers.  But the grass is not a part of our garden and so I have been pulling up blades.  I can dig up the roots (well, some of them) if they are in the isle of the garden, but if they are sprouting in the same row as the plants (or some still seeds) they can’t be dug up as well.       Every day there are blades of grass.  Everyday I tug at the blades and dig and rake. ...

  We planted beans, beets, onions, and peppers.   Roland asked if we should do corn or tomatoes again.   I don’t really care about the corn, but I do enjoy being able to eat tomatoes off the vine rather than paying an outrageous price at the store for something that just isn’t as good. But there were plenty of tomatoes with the community garden last year – and as Roland donated all our tomato cages to the cause – we decided that we would just use the tomatoes from the community garden and that would be enough.   It was overcast and cool.   Roland wanted to finish before any rain fell down.   The dirt looked light and dry as it spit around the cultivator.   We dug holes for seeds and plants and planted stakes at each end and tied string from one end to the other and were pleased.   Though Roland seemed to want more. Lacy and her husband have a fair amount of property.   I would guess roughly about three or four acres – but that is ...

--> Everything I know about garden could be written on a 3X5 card – perhaps with room to spare.   We lived in the same stake as Joy Bossi – who hosted the program “ Joy in the Garden” Our two wards shared the same church building and we could there on Thursday afternoons to listen to her words of wisdom on what we needed to do to prepare for and grow gardens.   In our particular neighborhoods the soil was not great for growing much other than weeds.   One thing that I remember learning was to make several holes in the bottom of a plastic wading pool (the kind that you can find in stores) and fill it with great soil and mix it with manure that was purchased from a gardening store.   Roland and I tried it.   And we did have growth, but very little in the way of onions.   Last night Roland and I made another attempt at a garden this year.   From seed we planted beans and beets and pepper plants and onions. We had tried onions aga...