A Spud Investment

This Wooly Bear thinks it might be a hard winter. Gotta store up some 'taters. Went to Aldi and bought a 10 pound bag of russets (gen-yew-wine Ider-hoes, according to the label) for $2.99. Made sure they had cute little eyes that looked like they could sprout if given some dark moisture.

Cut them up, with at least one eye per chunk.

Stuck them into the row, about 6" - 8" apart. Roughly half the bag planted two rows about 30 feet long each. This is a new bed, special for spuds this year. We'll see how they do.

This is also a new bed, with the broccoli and cabbage plants.

The garden planted itself the other day; a row of Blue Lake bush beans, two rows of wax peppers, a row of Rutgers, double row of onions, half row of jalapenos and half row of banana peppers, row of beets, row of Roma tomatoes, row of parsnip and rooted parsley. Still have to stick in the cucumbers and carrots. I think the blueberry patch will be a good spot for a few hills of Charleston Grey watermelons, and I need to locate some spots for the bush butternut squash and the Big Max pumpkins.

The strawberry beds are looking pretty. Almost all the grape cuttings appear to be rooting. Maria said hers failed to root. These will have to go to new homes come the fall.

And ... my new pegboards are up in the garage, and the baseboard is done in the downstairs bedroom and dining room.

I Needed That Nap

I started about 10 AM, and finished just after 3 PM. Then I showered and took a nap.

The Jonathan

and the Golden Delicious

and the Rome. They have never set fruit so heavily before. I sprayed (petal fall) yesterday. Lord willing, we will have apples to eat in the fall.

Time to eat the lettuce now.

It goes good with eye of round. And some fresh asparagus. Washed down with a cold Bud. YUM!!

The tomatoes need to be turned loose soon.

This was yesterday's project. My Better Half started those boxwoods from cuttings. People just don't appreciate the planning and waiting she has put into this place. She dreams, and sometimes her dreams would be catastrophic if they met up with gravity. My job is to turn her dreams into workable plans, then make the plans work. Some of that has taken years. She has put up with the dirt and the inconvenience, all for the sake of seeing dreams come to life.

I love you, Violet.

Front Views

The azaleas are almost done blooming.

The grass needs to be planted.