Every gardener needs an unkept place.
A place to park your wheelbarrow,
And the city composting bins
And the stack of bricks
Leftover from the patio remodel.
And my compost tumbler
And the old potting bench
Lovingly built by John
Years ago at my first big garden.
And miscellaneous clay and plastic pots.
For me it’s the area behind my garden house.
And it really needed a good cleaning.
So this was the weekend.
It’s actually driven by the fact that
My garden house floor is littered with
Larkspur, Poppy and Hollyhock stems
That have been drying out for several weeks.
You see if you compost them when you first cut them back
You’ll be very sorry.
Seeds don’t actually break down in my compost
It just never gets hot enough.
So I dry out the stems and thus the seed pods.
Shake them out good
And save the seeds.
Only then is it safe to compost the stems.
If you do this too early
You’ll have compost full of seeds
Which will be like seeding your garden to Larkspur
Or Poppies or Cockscomb come fall.
When your garden is new
That’s not such a bad thing.
But if you keep doing that
Year after year.
So the garden version of Dominoes began
On Saturday morning.
In order to make room in this area
For all this dried stuff.
It went like this.
Load up and haul away 2 years of plastic flats and little pots.
Luckily my favorite green house – the Garden House
Reuses these so I don’t have to add to the land fill.
Take bags of last spring’s leaves
To Loaves & Fishes for their new garden beds.
Thankfully John has learned never to put leaves on the curb.
They will find their composting home sooner or later.
Then dig up compost and take it to where I’ll be testing out
A fall vegetable garden spot.
Plant lettuce in the empty spaces
Along the edge of the garden.
Move some of those leftover brick to finally finish out my path.
How excited will the kids be next Easter
When they discover they can walk the path
Through the garden – end to end.
I haven’t had a day this productive
Now this kind of work
Doesn’t really make for pretty garden pictures.
So I’ll just dot in a few
Without any real connection.
But as always
There seems to be a lesson here.
The beauty of a garden begins
Deep within the soil
Waiting for someone to come along
To care for it.
To nurture it.
To bless it.
Just like people.
Dahlia in Elliott & Kristina’s Garden