Posted on 05/27/2011 5:16:22 AM PDT by Red_Devil 232
Good morning gardeners. I apologize to all Freepers for the flame skirmish that occurred on the thread last week. This thread is intended to give like minded Freepers a place to share their gardening experiences and knowledge - a respite from the everyday problems we all encounter without encountering more on a benign gardening thread. Please be civil to your fellow gardeners, Thank You.
Ok, back to gardening. Every one of my plants I started from seed are doing great! This includes two varieties of paste tomatoes and three varieties of winter squash and a few pepper plants. Unfortunately some of the beneficial flowers, I started in a small raised planter were raided by a digging Cashmere (Irish Setter) hiding her Milk Bones.
My garden received a nice drenching rain shower yesterday afternoon. It supplied a good soak for thirsty roots.
If you are a gardener or you are just starting out and are in need of advice or just encouragement please feel free to join in and enjoy the friendly discussion. Our Freeper community is full of gardeners, each with varying interests and skill levels from Master Gardener to novice.
Yep I use a little dish washing soap in the mix I spray. Has worked for me.
Dash
So far, my weekend project is going about as well as most of my weekend projects ever do. Translation: dad took one look at the progress I’d made during the week, and decided to rip it all apart while “helping”. GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!
Mom and I raised enough of a ruckus that he then had to keep it up by putting it back together “his way”. It’s now about where it was Friday, but hopefully he’ll let it stay that way this time. We have very different styles, I like to improvise with found and scrounged materials, he wants every nut and bolt to be brand-new. My finished work usually looks like it was scavenged, but he gets upset when things look haphazard. There’s a lot of tension over these garden beds, but food prices are making it more and more of a necessity.
It remains to be seen if I’ll get my house built and move out before food prices get to the point of my being allowed to raise rabbits :p
I've only used it for spider mites, with limited success. That said, it can be used to limit the spread of fungus amongus.
I got to love your Dad, he wants it to last. My dad was the same way. I bought him a riding mower that had the mulching blades and mulching cover for the deck. He went out and bought all the grass catching attachments and replaced the blades - He would take two days mowing his yard - dumping all the grass clippings he picked up out by the road for the city to pick up. He was precise about anything he did. Did not like leaving any trace of grass clippings on the lawn.
He donated a refrigerator to the church and would not deliver it until he found the kick plate or vent plate that covers the bottom front area near the floor. It took us a week or more of looking to find it. He thought I threw it away. During a cleaning he had taken it off and unlike him he actually forgot where he put it. We found it and the church got their refrigerator.
Yes, when he finishes things they do last. But, he seldom finishes. He’s been “almost done” remodeling the living room for 3 years.
(And, to be honest, it really grates on me that he still speaks to me in baby talk most of the time, and yells at me about every stressor he has in his life. But I think I’m going to stop there before this turns into a rant. I just want my house built so I can move out.)
I use dish soap in water for some bugs. It kills white flys on contact, a very fast death. It will run some grasshoppers away from my plants, but I dont know if they eventually died or not. I always rise the soapy off with clear water, afterwards though.
Albemarle Road church fined $100 per branch for excessive tree pruning.
Would it have been cheaper to just cut the trees down and planted tomatoes or beans... or Okra
My wife and I continued to plod along in the garden and flower beds yesterday doing a little of this and a little of that. The biggest item was spading and planting another bed of our Yukon Gold potatoes plus she also spaded the 6 small raised beds for her annual flowers on the south side of the house. We are late for some things and others are right on time but the temps are a little cooler then normal. We had a couple of cloudburst late last night however they only lasted a minute or two and amounted to a tenth of a inch. I swear I had more time off when I worked full time...
Guess they could go back and plant okra now. It would be up by the time it came to court.
The United States Pilfering Service sucks. Would if kill you to hire GOOD employees that want to do a good job instead of the crooks you currently employ? Just curious.
If they are dead you should refuse to accept the shipment. Contact the shipper and have them replace the plants.
The shipper has already promised to replace the plants...I was lucky he had replacements for these. I just hate losing beautiful plants because some affirmative action hire or union thug somewhere along the line dropped the ball. Priority Mail/Live Plants...that doesn’t tell you to move the package thru the system? Points ‘A’ and ‘B’ both east of the Mississippi...no excuse for this. The shipper isn’t responsible...as far as I am concerned; USPS should pick up the tab. Of course; that’s not happening...
A farmer had five female pigs. Times were hard, so he decided to take them to the county fair and sell them. At the fair, he met another Farmer who owned five male pigs. After talking a bit, they decided to mate the pigs and split everything 50/50. The farmers lived sixty miles apart. So they agreed to drive thirty miles each, and find a field in which to let the pigs mate.
The first morning, the farmer with the female pigs got up at 5 A.M., loaded the pigs into the family station wagon, which was the only vehicle he had, and drove the thirty miles. While the pigs were mating, he asked the other farmer, “How will I know if they are pregnant?” The other farmer replied, “If they’re lying in the grass in the morning, they’re pregnant. If they’re in the mud, they’re not.”
The next morning the pigs were rolling in the mud. So he hosed them off, loaded them into the family Station wagon again and proceeded to try again. This continued each morning for more than a week and both farmers were worn out.
The next morning he was too tired to get out of bed. He called to his wife, “Honey, please look outside and tell me whether the pigs are in the mud or in the grass.”
“Neither,” yelled his wife, “they’re in the station wagon and one of them is honking the horn”.
Have you ever heard of growing potatos in a stack of tires? Put one down and start four plants when the plant grows high enough to clear a second tire by 2 inches, add a second tire. Up and up until it’s got five or six tires. The best part is that when you harvest them, there’s no shovel damage.
http://www.kiddiegardens.com/growing_potatoes_in_tires.html
Pecans in the Cemetery
On the outskirts of a small town, there was a big, old pecan tree just inside the cemetery fence. One day, two boys filled up a bucketful of nuts and sat down by the tree, out of sight, and began dividing the nuts.
‘One for you, one for me, one for you, one for me,’ said one boy. Several dropped and rolled down toward the fence.
Another boy came riding along the road on his bicycle. As he passed, he thought he heard voices from inside the cemetery. He slowed down to investigate. Sure enough, he heard, ‘One for you, one for me, one for you, one for me...’
He just knew what it was. He jumped back on his bike and rode off. Just around the bend he met an old man with a cane, hobbling along.
‘Come here quick,’ said the boy, ‘you won’t believe what I heard! Satan and the Lord are down at the cemetery dividing up the souls!’
The man said, ‘Beat it kid, can’t you see it’s hard for me to walk.’ When the boy insisted though, the man hobbled slowly to the cemetery.
Standing by the fence they heard, ‘One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me.’
The old man whispered, ‘Boy, you’ve been tellin’ me the truth. Let’s see if we can see the Lord...?
Shaking with fear, they peered through the fence, yet were still unable to see anything. The old man and the boy gripped the wrought iron bars of the fence tighter and tighter as they tried to get a glimpse of the Lord.
At last they heard, ‘One for you, one for me. That’s all. Now let’s go get those nuts by the fence and we’ll be done...?
They say the old man had the lead for a good half-mile before the kid on the bike passed him.
Well aren’t you on a roll this day!!!!!
Good ones.
Old tires in your Calif yard is good for 5 years in Alcatraz...
Well, seeing as Alcatraz has been closed for so many years now I guess they decided not to prosecute that violation any more.
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