Phew, less than twelve hours later and I’m back! Daylight is pretty.
Anyway, established plants are always squirrel-resistant:
The success of the above makes me happy. Under this lie the disintegrated corpes of pet hamsters, gerbils, and a baby bird that had fallen out of its nest. Don’t want to go digging around under there. Pet Semetery!
I had forgotten about that fern-y looking thing as well. It was obscured by violets.
And now the established, but unwanted. Virginia creeper. Originating under my neighbour’s patio, it cannot be killed. We’ve tried. For more than a decade.
Onto to the veggie battlements, since vegetables don’t have the advantage of age to defend them:
On notes (almost) completely other, I bought a Black-Eyed Susan for the big barrel. Fingers crossed. Mum was not black-eyed, but her name was Suzan.
C’est tout for now. Building more boxes in the next week or two for beets, parsnips, broccoli, and something I’m not remembering right now.
My front and back yards are under constant threat from invaders. I will talk about three today. First up, the violets:
Next up, the maples:
I don’t have photos, but I also sawed down two trees that had grown to my height. There are three or for more to go.
However, I did have fun tackling these two invaders, plus some of the vine-y periwinkle today.
I’m also putting some clumps of lemon balm and periwinkle into pots to give to brave friends, especially those with balconies.
The cull was in large part a first step in my quest for a path to the garage and composter. I think I made great strides:
A totally heinous photo, yes, but it was night time. All told, I probably spent about seven hours in the garden this weekend. And it rained yesterday. Addiction!
Anyway, the other day, on a whim, I bought some cauliflower plants and put them in the box. Within 36 hours, this happened:
So I bought provisions.
The marigolds were put in pots in strategic places throughout the yard. But then this happened:
They also tried to dig UNDER the veg box:
So, the owl hasn’t caught on yet. Nor have the marigolds done their job. Now’s the time for the big guns:
Coming soon, more chicken wire experiments and weird sculptures/barriers I worked on today. Got too dark to take good shots tonight. But I leave you with some good news:
Also coming up: Hostas! They look amazing.
Our box is built! We’re going to do another. This one will contain leeks, carrots, broccoli and spinach. Assuming we can keep the squirrels out.
I have a roll of chicken wire to lay over the top of this while the seedlings are sprouting. But I have to figure out how to keep the squirrels out after that. And outta this:
And finally, what is this plant? It leaves near the weirdo pseudo-patio in the backyard. It’s a wee shrub with nice flowers.
Tomorrow, I get to buy more soil/compost/etc. If the rain holds off, I will start planting! Hurrah!
So, it’s been a while. Lots of new stuff happening, some crap, some surprising, some awesome. Got a good chunk of prettifying done before the drizzle began today.
First, here’s the crap news:
Also, dumbly didn’t take a photo, but I have a bin nearly full of violets that I dug up from proper flower beds.
There’s also good news! I forgot about this plant:
Also? I went shopping! Hit up Canadian Tire and Loblaws this morning to buy some already-blooming and other awesome plants as well as a proper spade and a rake.
Included in the plant mix are pansies, geraniums, daisies, wild thyme, a hosta, cucumbers (!!!!), and lavender. I also bought a hanging basket for the back porch.
I also planted the two planters that live on the porch all summer. We share planting duties with our neighbour, normally, but she’s done it the last two years. I didn’t consult, so I hope she’s okay with my choices (she never consults with us either). Regardless of who takes care of it, spikes and geraniums are always involved.
About ten years ago, I had a traumatic incident with lavender. A bottle of essential oil exploded in my backpack while I was traipsing around Scotland for a couple of months. Everything reeked of it the whole summer and I vowed never to touch the stuff again. I guess I lied, because I am super keen on having this on my porch:
And cucumbers should be ready by the end of June!
Finally, speaking of vegetables, my tomatoes are still doing quite well, though my leeks seem to have dried out entirely.
More work tomorrow. The garden box isn’t ready yet for lack of the right size of Robertson screwdriver. Doh! There’s now an area cleared for it, though. I also started some pumpkin seeds, but they haven’t sprouted yet and are therefore not very interesting to look at.
I’m getting much more excited now that there is colour in my garden. Fingers crossed that the daffodils or tulips will develop bulbs soon; all my neighbours’ are already in full bloom.
Welcome to the first (of an expected many) episode(s) of the exciting new game show…Name that Plant!
Yes, such is my ignorance that I don’t know what’s growing in my own yard, even though I know I have been told at least some of these plants’ names in the past. Please help.
Just to make things interesting, these are shoddy camera phone images. My camera went on vacation without me, but will be back Monday. I will be borrowing a friend’s this weekend:
And finally, a bonus photo of the massive expanse of periwinkle growing in the rock garden. Methinks I will have to do a bit of a cull. Maybe I’ll put it in plastic tubs on my front lawn and offer it to any interested parties.
The one good (?) bit of news I got while wandering this morning is that even though the squirrels kicked all the bulbs out of the backyard barrels, a few ended up on the grounds. I now have daffodils popping up at random locations around the back yard. Which is better than nothing.
So, I will update later this week. It’s been raining coldly for the last two days, so I haven’t done much anything since the weekend.
I do have this stuff, though. I am tempted to mix the heavy clay soil in that blank, maple seedling-infested patch with compost and top soil and then spread a mixture of the wildflower seeds with grass seed, just to see what happens. It it takes, it would be nice, but if it doesn’t, eh, I’ll live.
Grass really is a total waste of time, though, so maybe I’ll skip that bit.
I also bought about $35 worth of pine and some patio screws to build my first raised garden bed. Hopefully, I can work on that this weekend. I don’t know how to use power tools (ridiculous, I know), so I might wait until I have a supervisor and/or helpermonkey (besides the cat). I am not known for my coordinatory skills.
I also bought a lovely cedar window box for growing herbs on the porch. Suggestions? I have basil seeds and..well, I think that’s it. Unless catnip counts.
Hi. My name is Megan and I know arse-all about gardening.
My mother was a gardener. When she died, I inherited her house. In the 2.5 years since then, I haven’t really been keeping up with things. Check it:
As far as I’m concerned, all that is missing is the Trans-Am up on cinder blocks. I have a lot of work to do. (Click through to see the problem areas.)
Here are the challenges (at least the main ones):
1. My neighbour has a black walnut tree (unseen, on the left) that has made the soil deeply unfriendly to most things and creates a lot of shade in the back. As a result, very little will grow, including grass. Instead of lawn (which, IMHO, is a big waste of time anyway), we get millions of violets, a veritable field of lemon balm, and all that periwinkle in the back.
2. The pests. Squirrels in this neighbourhood are actually the spawn of Satan himself. Check out the falling pieces from the garage roof. They also dug up and ruined my first attempts at planting (crocus, daffodils (which they aren’t even supposed to like!), and tulips bulbs put into barrels last fall), they knock clay pots off the porch, and nip the heads off of about-to-bloom flowers in the front yard. We also get bunnies, crows, and raccoons. They like seeds and plants. I want to grow vegetables. Am I crazy?
3. Random detritus. You can see that wee gap between the neighbours GIANT garden shed and the garage? Drunk teenagers occasional toss their bottles, friends, and other crap through there. Also? The trees really make it hard to keep the yard clean. Leaves, yes, but this is also a problem:
That’s a lot of bloody maple keys, eh? Big trees are a lovely thing about living in an older neighbourhood (the 1940s is practically ancient history in Ottawa terms), but man, it is pesky and time consuming to clean up after them.
Confession time: the above photo is a bit of a cheat. It’s from the front yard. You can tell because there is grass peeking through. The backyard was just as bad, though, until I cleaned it up (starting last fall and continuing through today). It ain’t looking so hot either, though.
Confession time 2: This bit was cleared out last fall of a lot of violets. This was my first step in tackling the trashy yard (check out that broken solar light!). I also planted random crocuses and daffodils in the back, most of which were dug up by the BASTARD SQUIRRELS.
The green shoots here? Mostly tiny maple trees, just sprouting, with a few (I think) violets mixed in. Feh. This soil is not good, though, so maybe I am being overly ambitious anyway. I’m not sure what I *can* do with this space because this is the bit that is overrun with black walnut roots not far below the surface.
I just knew, from my mother, that the neighbour’s tree was ‘poisonous’. Wikipedia, that treasure house of entirely true information, says this: ‘The roots, nut husks, and leaves secrete a substance into the soil called juglone that is a respiratory inhibitor to some plants, such as this tomato that was grown too close to a black walnut tree. A number of other plants (most notably white birch) are also poisoned by juglone, and should not be planted in close proximity to a black walnut.’
Not just tomatoes. Most plants seem to fail in our yard. Except maples and violets. Oh, and dandelions, which should be showing up any time now.
So, what’s the plan?
Well, I want a yard I don’t need to be embarrassed by. I have seedlings on the go to plant flowers and vegetables.
Among the seedlings I have going are tons of marigolds, nasturtia, Morning Glories, poppies, leeks, tomatoes. I also have seeds for lettuce, spinach, pumpkins, and carrots as well as bulbs for dahlias and gladiolas. I will be doing a windowbox of herbs.
Do I know what I’m doing? Not really.
I listen to Ed Lawrence on Ontario Today sometimes and should maybe buy his book. I love watching gardening features on VideoJug. I come from a long line of gardeners. But other than that? I’m kind of learning as I go. ‘Kind of’, in that I’ve already killed some lettuce seedlings through neglect. Ooops.
You may wonder why I am growing all these seedlings for a poisonous garden.
Well, I am going to build raised beds to avoid the Evil Poisonous soil. I am going to do window boxes. And I have these barrels, which are now bulb-free thanks to the bastard squirrels. I just scattered some wildflower seeds in the big barrel today (mixed with red pepper flake, which I heard somewhere might help keep the squirrels out), which I am already regretting. I could have used it for tomatoes or lettuce or something, right? Damn my lack of patience for proper spring. (We had snow until a week ago, so it is still very early to be planting anything.)
Also, I have the front yard which is only kind of trashy.
So, yeah, I am going to have a busy summer making my outdoor spaces less hideous and embarrassing. I’m keeping track of things online to get advice (unsolicited is A-OK), to have a place to vent, and to (hopefully) entertain and give hope to other people who have thumbs of deepest black. I am going to try to post at least weekly (with pictures) of my various gardening projects to show off my successes and failures (I’m buying lumber tomorrow, so y’all might get to hear/read tails of thumb loss or nails in the face in the quest for the perfect raised bed).
Fingers crossed, there will be more successes than failures, though. I mean, look at this hopeful photo: I successfully grew some snacks for my cat, Hamish.
Wish me luck! I am already exhausted just thinking about the work that needs to be done.
And no, very few future posts will ever be this long.