I’m about 36 seconds away from sacrilege. Garden sacrilege.
You see, something happened while I was out-of-town in Utah a few weeks ago. My garden exploded. Like gardens do…
This year’s garden was substantially smaller than the 2,400 square feet that I had been sharing with LLM over the past couple of summers. When he sold the sanctuary, I had to spring into action and dig a garden at my place. It’s definitely no 80 x 30 Garden of Eden. More like a 20 x 15 jungle of no return. What it comes down to is that I think I put in too many plants.
Actually – there are just two problem children that are causing the chaos: tomatoes, and the always-profuse squash. Between the two, the plot has gotten to the point where I can’t even wade through parts of it.
I wasn’t even going to plant squash this year simply because any time they find their way into the garden, the gardener winds up lousy with squash. They’re prolific producers. I was adamant about not planting squash. Well then, as they do – things happen. I let LLM talk me into planting squash. Okay. So maybe I’ll pop in one or two plants. But that’s it! So we started a couple of seeds in peat pots along with some other seeds. Transplanted them, and all was well. Well, then, they started not looking too good. So what did I do? I let LLM dig three more seeds into each mound “just in case” AND, I let him dig a couple of seeds in with my potatoes in a couple holes where the seed potatoes didn’t take… Basically – where I wanted no squash plants, I now have about 10. Some of which are taller than my waist! And now my garden resembles the little shop of horrors!
So far I have eight zucchini still on my counter (I don’t wish to share how many have been eaten over the past two weeks), and I counted about twenty more flowers on the plants out there. More importantly than just knowing that I’ll be lousy in zucchini, is the fact that they’re crowding out other plants. I can’t even get at my basil, which I can see has gone to flower. 😦 And I think they’re robbing nutrients, space and sun from my tomatoes.
Ahhh, the tomatoes. I put in a lot of tomato plants this year. A lot of em. Thirteen if I remember correctly. All different varieties. My Golden Nugget tomatoes (yellow cherry tomatoes) are fruiting like gangbusters, and I can’t even tell you how many more tomato-lets are sprouting on most of the plants. But they’re a bit too close together. I had to pull a plant the other day – my Brandywines. The plant was sickly looking and not putting on any flowers. The leaves were tightly curling. Just not looking good. So I yanked it out for the benefit of the rest. But the rest of the plants have morphed into a giant tangle of vines, flowers and tomatoes. I don’t know where one plant ends and another starts.
So the sacrilege I’m thinking of performing is heading out there, donning leather gloves, to yank a couple (at least!) of the zucchini plants. I’m sure I won’t suffer a shortage of squash this year. I can probably do with a couple-a-few less plants out there. Plus it will give me a little bit of much-needed space to be able to get at some of the other plants.
I’ve already started putting a lot of thought into next year’s garden. I vow not to have this jungle of no return in my yard again. First, I simply need a bigger plot. So this fall, after all is said and done and I’m tilling the dregs into the soil to compost over the winter, I think I’ll expand the plot a little bit. Then maybe expand it a little more in spring when I’m getting the plot ready to plant. Secondly, I need to plan my layout a little better. And third. I need to NOT let LLM talk me into squash plants again. He’s in the process of building a new sanctuary. We’ll plant all the squash he wants in HIS garden. 🙂
So with that, it’s time to fill the water bottle, pull on the leather gloves, and head out into the jungle to perform sacrilege. Garden sacrilege. Pictures to come…