Last week, Chad and I spent a few hours composting hundreds upon hundreds of seedlings. Now, I understand from a business perspective that, as a farmer, you have to overplant in case something happens. I also understand that it takes a scarce commodity, time, to find appropriate homes for them. Composting it is . . . unless you have an intern that feels almost more tenderly for abandoned plants than for abandoned puppies.
Here are just a few of the plants I filled my car with to bring home, and I barely rescued any:
There’s a nearby church that has garden plots for the community, and after planting some around the Vista House, I called up the pastor and procured a space!
I had to lay down newspaper and cardboard to kill the weeds . . .
. . . before I ran out. Then I poached some from a dumpster behind a shopping center 😉
Filled completely, sprinkled with fertilizer (and one happy gardener):
I then had to let it rest a week. According to the people in charge of the garden at the church, the soil they got needed added nitrogen. After talking to Roddy and Chad, however, I was skeptical about this addition and am hopeful that my plants don’t get burned by too much.
My little rescues went back in the car after a week of rest and water at the VH (ignore the dirty socks. Comes from working on a farm . . . at least, that’s what I tell myself)
And over to the church to be planted!
Isn’t it beautiful? I planted peppers (sweet and hot), tomatoes, okra, oregano, and watermelon. I’m so excited for my plants to start producing fruit, and to not be dependent on the dining hall this fall for all of my goodies. Speaking of school food, check this out over at Food Renegade (and watch the TED talk at the end!)
Do you have a garden?Â
What is in season in your region?Â
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