The gardens of course. You didn’t think I was dusting, did you? ( I clean a bit every day, so no big spring clean for me.)
Back to the task at hand. The gardens. (How quickly I am diverted). March weather was so fickle and was terribly miserable here in Upstate, NY. Not much could be done to tidy the garden, really it was mostly covered in snow until the last week end in March. No telling what havoc Old Man Winter has wreaked ’til the snow is gone.
I have to resist, there is temptation to pull back the mulch protecting fragile plantings, eager to see any sign of new growth. The mulch, the protector, I so carefully lay before the frost, gives shelter from sudden changes of temperature and chilling winds, keeping cozy this fragile growth. It’s still winter here, essentially. The ground was white this morning. (If I quietly turn away, maybe it will take its leave.)
(I thought of finding a more attractive picture, but this is really how it looks – ugly. Let’s keep it real)
Tempering myself, I’ll slowly remove the mulch as the days and weeks become steadily warmer,
I tell myself, it is much better to remove the mulch a little later than to remove it to early. I try to hurry Mother Nature, to no avail. I love Spring anyway.
Don’t forget to clean out your birdhouses early before the birds begin nesting again. I haven’t seen the bluebirds yet, but others have.
While it will be awhile before the season of blooms arrive, my garden list is readied for season. I can’t plant during this early spring, (I haven’t even been able to get peas in the ground); I bide my time.
Maybe this weekend there will be enough of a thaw.
The frost line was very deep this year. Even inhibiting maple production) there are some chores I’ll do to get it in shape before the real gardening begins.
Give my old clay pots a wash; a good scrub using a solution of baking soda and water.
I’ll clean around and map out the area for new garden beds. (that may be a good job for the girls, they live for this sort of thing. Don’t you Simone?)
Don’t let this photo fool you, they really wanna help.
This is how they work, great team aren’t they?
While I’m at it, I should try to remember where I planted spring bulbs. Do you remember? You were there, weren’t you? If you remember, please share; I wouldn’t want to dig them up.
I don’t think they were paying attention. Chickens can be like that you know.
Alternating thawing and freezing can tear plant roots and even force the plant right out of the ground. If I notice any plants that have heaved, I push them back right back where they belong – into the soil, and pack the soil lightly with my foot.
Ooh we can’t wait for green, Revie and I. Of course, she’ll be more interested in nibbling than helping. But, who can blame her.
As soon as I see new growth, I’ll divide and transplant summer blooming perennials and fertilize (with llama beans) the plants in there forever beds.
Is there a forever in gardens, nah, let’s just move on.
Spinach, Chard, Cabbage, Cauliflower, and other hardy vegetables will be started from seed late in the month. Lord willing and the creek don’t rise.
Well, come on girls, we have work to do. Hey, wait; where are you going? Girls? Girls?