That’s what we just planted today. I am trying my hand at container gardening, since I am not sure what to do to work with this red soil yet. I have also been hesitant to plant because of not knowing the best places to plant here. We are on a hill, so our yard is continually sloping from one end to the next, except where they leveled off for grass and concrete. With containers I can move them around if an area doesn’t seem to be doing too well.
I was going to plant some lettuce, but I didn’t have enough room in the containers for everything and had to let them wait. We planted some marigolds (I hope it’s not too late in the season for them to do some good for the veggies), some broccoli, carrots, and peas. Not a lot, but with my history I better start out small. I have a few containers like a milk jug, an apple juice container and some water bottles that we have poked/nailed holes in the bottom of to help with watering. I heard that it can work as a continual drip system, and since remembering to water is probably my biggest weakness with gardening I am hoping that they help. The marigolds are the only plants that won’t have any continual drip system going, so I will have to be on my toes still. I just need to make it part of the morning and evening routine to check on the plants.
I posted before about goals, well one of mine this year is to have at least one successful crop from something I planted. By successful I mean that we are able to eat what is produced. I’m not picky about the amount. If all I get is enough that my kids are eating the peas out of the garden when they go out to check the water I will be happy. That is something I still remember about when my mom planted peas one year. Of course she planted a lot more, but that just meant that we had peas to eat every morning before we started playing. She has since told me that she had planted enough that she thought she would be able to bottle some, but not one pea made it into the house that year. Boy were they tasty! I remember scouring the patch with my brother Steven until we couldn’t find any more to eat. It was what we did every morning that spring. Peas have never tasted as good as they did right out of that patch.
Well, we’ll see how this goal turns out. I have got quite a bee in my bonnet right now with trying to stretch our dollar, and have been endeavoring to learn more about how to do that. I have to admit that I have had a valuable resource for this right under my nose for years now, and I have only just started to utilize it. It is a book my Grandma wrote title A Stitch In Time. She has included things that I have been thinking about for a couple of years now, like how to darn socks (I understand that right now it is cheaper to buy new socks than to purchase the darning thread, but I think it is a valuable skill to know for when that might not be the case anymore). It has definitely been an interesting read for me. It’s a shame I have had it on my bookshelf for so long without ever reading it.
I am also trying to do better with rotating my food storage. Some of the #10 cans in my pantry have been in my home since my oldest son joined us. Pretty sad. So I am trying to do more to use my dry milk, my wheat, the egg powder, etc. in my cooking and baking. Collin apparently has my picky taste buds when it comes to milk, but everyone else was fine with the half dry milk half regular milk we tried, and the hot cocoa mix I made up. Since milk is one of my comfort foods, I am pretty picky about the taste, I guess. In my opinion nothing beats raw. I’m praying for the day we can own some land and raise a milk cow along with chickens. *sigh* That just sounds heavenly to me. Alena is rooting for horses, but I think we will probably start out with chickens and work our way up from there. For now I am just trying to do what I can with what I have.
Stand for Something.