So dad really really loves the garden. After all, he and mom started it before I was born, and both of my parents are really glad I've picked it up again, now that they can't do the sort of intensive labor that a vegetable garden needs. Mom still helps out, G-d bless her, watering during … Continue reading A joke goes horribly horribly wrong. Or horribly horribly right?
Or you know- be terribly neglectful and then reward them after the fact in the hope that you can scam more beans from them. Mr French bush bean here got a little tempest tossed by the Santa Ana winds last week. But he's producing a ton of little beans and I can respect that. I … Continue reading Be nice to your Bush Beans and they will reward you.
Cupid's arrow struck me with a deep abiding love of brassicas a long time ago, and my affection has never dimmed. From my childhood obsession with broccoli to my modern love of komatsuna, both oleracea and rapa are the loves of my life. Which is why when a seldom eaten but much loved member of … Continue reading A new green enters the story. Spoiler alert! It’s a Brassica.
Well the one two punch of a heat wave and 95 mile per hour wind gusts finally did in my Yerba Buena. The terra-cotta most certainly did not help. Terra-cotta is a great pot material with one major downside/upside- it looses water to evaporation as the clay is porous. In a lot of cases this … Continue reading Yerba Buena is dead, long live Yerba Buena
Holy moly this one took longer then I expected. Or is it Holy moley? (No. It has nothing to do with moles. It's a bowdlerized version of "Holy Moses" and is only used today by kids who don't want their parents to know they know the word "shit" and Billy Batson.*) Anyways- the old tomato … Continue reading Finally putting in my latest brassica bed
The Neanderthal Gardens 