The Chef and I are members of a community garden in our neighborhood. It's very big city scenic as it overlooks the interchange of Hwys 280 and 101. After all, doesn't every garden need a little white noise from the highway traffic to make it a peaceful escape?
With all the winter rain, we had been ignoring our little plot in the garden, but last weekend we spent some time in the dirt for overdue weeding. We also inherited another plot that was abandoned by a grumpy gardener (it's true -- even community gardens have their squabbles but we are happy to not be involved in them.) The Chef was interested in taking on this new pile of dirt because it came with an ancient RHUBARB plant. The Chef replanted the rhubarb stump in the middle so it would stop trying to bust out of the box. Cross your fingers that it's okay and we'll be making strawberry rhubarb pie later on this year.
In our other plot, things are starting to bloom (just a little) and even though it looks like a big pile of green, there are lots of poppies, rananculas, lilies, freesia and other flowers hidden in there. Ms. Daffodil is just about to burst. I'm looking forward to a lot of things these days, and an explosion of flowers is just one of the highlights.
Shamed by our fellow gardeners (and an army of aphids) we realized that this weekend we had to get out the axe and give them a chop. I still regret that we were not able to snap off the leaves and get them to a saucepan before they turned into awnings.
It was a feat to dismantle and cram into our compost bin, but the Chef prevailed! In their place we've planted marigolds and green zinnias. We can only hope that they grow this big -- stay tuned.
The Chef and I are members of a community garden in our neighborhood. It's very big city scenic as it overlooks the interchange of Hwys 280 and 101. After all, doesn't every garden need a little white noise from the highway traffic to make it a peaceful escape?
With all the winter rain, we had been ignoring our little plot in the garden, but last weekend we spent some time in the dirt for overdue weeding. We also inherited another plot that was abandoned by a grumpy gardener (it's true -- even community gardens have their squabbles but we are happy to not be involved in them.) The Chef was interested in taking on this new pile of dirt because it came with an ancient RHUBARB plant. The Chef replanted the rhubarb stump in the middle so it would stop trying to bust out of the box. Cross your fingers that it's okay and we'll be making strawberry rhubarb pie later on this year.
In our other plot, things are starting to bloom (just a little) and even though it looks like a big pile of green, there are lots of poppies, rananculas, lilies, freesia and other flowers hidden in there. Ms. Daffodil is just about to burst. I'm looking forward to a lot of things these days, and an explosion of flowers is just one of the highlights.
