Despite the joyful and consuming arrival of last fall’s miracle, Coquina the Wonderdog, and other diversions such as the trip to Japan, Wishetwurra Farm still functions. Winter was hard on the place. The twenty-plus year old rosemary bush in the greenhouse gave up the ghost. I still haven’t had the heart to rip out its still-fragrant skeleton, but will have to, one of these days. The blueberry cage was destroyed by the snowstorms and will have to be rebuilt. The entry gate posts rotted at ground level and had to be sistered into stability.
In the garden fence there were four holes big enough to jump a deer through, and jump they did. One night a month or so back I went to check the garden and heard some mighty thumps, crashes, and rending noises as a panicked deer made a new breach to escape from. The deer holes are now mended, but there is still a place where that darned rabbit comes in to get salad. There are a lot of things on the “to-do” list, including getting twenty or thirty or forty truckloads of manure and seaweed. I can’t do it all anymore. Time to get a hired person?
Destructions and setbacks are inevitable, and so is the recurring fact of spring. Tomorrow will have two minutes and twenty-five seconds more light than today. Light is steadily vanquishing the darkness of winter. The hummingbirds have arrived, and the temperatures are inexorably rising despite the backwardness of the season. One of these days we will be able to garden not in a shirt and vest, but just a T-shirt.
Or nothing at all, should we choose full exposure.
I was too lazy to make the traditional ascent to the roof of the Goat Barn for an aerial view of the garden, but here is a report on Wishetwurra Farm as of April 28, 2018. The yard is raked. The brush pile is burned and the resultant charcoal and ashes have been spread. We have pruned the fruit trees and small fruit.
What else is happening? Seeds are started inside, under the lights of the propagation setup I bought last year. Normally, I’m too cheap to spring for something like this, but when one gets advertised in the paper for a fifth of its original cost, I can’t resist.
The inside “babies” are thriving.
The first batch of tomato seedlings have already been sent out to the greenhouse for hardening off.
The greenhouse is full of greens.
We’re now solidly into salad season.
Our leeks seeds were planted as soon as they arrived from fedco. Last January!
The open garden doesn’t look like much yet. Most of the action is roots growing underground, so the plants will be ready to grow fast when the weather warms.
The first pease, now testing the air with tendrils, were planted early and coddled in house and greenhouse before being transplanted out a few weeks ago.
The first outside planting of pease has just broken through.
Most of the action so far this year has been on the north side of the garden. The south side will wait, here will go warmer weather crops, squash, and corn, and tomatoes, and beans, and……..
We’re in full daffodil season now.
There are thousands of daffodils in bloom here right now. Some of the clumps are now thirty and forty years old, and need digging and dividing. One more project!
If you’d like to see some of the variety here, go see:
If you don’t want to do that, here is what our tables and windowsills look like at this time of year.
Not only are they pretty, but they make the house smell nice.