Gardening at Night
Jun. 1, 2009 3:37 pm
Updated: Jun. 2, 2009 11:32 am
Or, to be more accurate, planting at night.
The rigors of adult life sometimes keep things from getting done in the order or at the time you plan to get them done, non?
Well, it seems that way to me sometimes. If it doesn't to you, count yourself lucky and ignore me.
I would say we had to make a decision to either finish the planting in the dark or wait another day in the hopes we could get home from work and get right back to the garden, but the idea that there was actually two separate options available never really appeared. We simply just got to work in the dark.
Again, I found myself feeling that what I was doing was far too simple for me to be doing it correctly, but I was assured by The Missus that I was indeed.
Donning my 2007 Stanley Cup Champions ballcap and faux track jacket (because, MAN did the temp drop in a hurry once the sun got behind the mountains), I got on my hands and knees and went to work with the little mini garden shovel and some garden shears.
Essentially, everything got planted about as deep as the pots in which we bought them. I began with the 'Buttercup Squash' and removed it from the plastic cup. The Missus told me to use the shears to break apart the roots, essentially loosening them a bit so they'll have a little room as they are dropped into my newly-dug hole and filled around (apologies for the awkward sentence structures here).
If the east side of the garden fails at all, it'll likely be due to a lack of delicateness in performing this particular task. It seemed odd to me to be using the shears for anything at that point. My instinct was to want to use my hands to simultaneously crumble the soil while keeping it somewhat together and then placing it into the hole. The Missus did see how I was doing at a few points and offered such helpful hints as "be a little more careful doing that" and "take it easy."
Hence, I'm hoping I don't turn out to have been the Shoreline butcher as far as the garden is concerned.
I got to put in the sweet basil, red chile peppers, peppermint, and the chives. I'd offer good looks at those particular photos, but it got dark.
All I have is these:
Polly is certain she's not in the way
There's a wife and the garden there...somewhere.