Today WAS beautiful. However, this has been the worst time in gardening history for me. Nothing but rain and solidly clay soil. I have had nothing but oatmeal or playdough since the end of winter. Many of my plantings that should have been in by May 15 are going in this weekend come hell or high water. All hope and plans are off.
Still, I’m alive. God loves me. My family is well. The chickens are doing well and slated for slaughter next weekend.
Even so, nothing but magnificent tomatoes last year and miserable dwarves this year . . .
I weep.
I do have apples coming, though.
For 2 years, during the summer, my back yard looked like it had been nuked. Seems when we get some relief, someone else gets feathers.
/johnny
I know what you mean about clay soil. That’s what we had here when we started. Hubby has acheived wonders with his hard work over the last 3 years with his soil amendments.
I just picked the easy way out with raised garden beds and bags of soil, peat, vermiculite, and compost. It was kinda sterile the first year, but additions of compost, leaves, straw, etc. have helped.
It makes a person very sympathetic to the individuals who may be trying to make a living on small family farms.