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torquillFirst rule of gardening: if something you've planted makes you depressed, get rid of it. There's always something you can replace it with that makes you happy.
The damaged corn has now been torn out. I've never before pulled corn in full silk; I suppose there's a first time for everything. I dug up the bed again (easier when it's moist!) and re-amended, then planted another set of S1. I could smell the earwigs the whole time, their camphor tang sitting on the back of my tongue every time I exhaled... nasty beasts. I'll mess with the water tomorrow.
I also planted a bed of sweet corn for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
the_ogre in the isolation plot. It should be ready by the time I go back to school in late September... the challenge will be getting it over to the peninsula once I've started my five-days-a-week schedule. I'm sure we'll figure something out. :)
The season isn't over yet. Maybe the window for tomatoes is past, but I bought summer squash and (more) okra seed, and the bed is already dug for the cukes, ready for amending. I should talk to the new brewmaster about when I can pick up mash.
The sacrificial beans are not dying. I appear to have inherited the pathologist's imp of the perverse.
The damaged corn has now been torn out. I've never before pulled corn in full silk; I suppose there's a first time for everything. I dug up the bed again (easier when it's moist!) and re-amended, then planted another set of S1. I could smell the earwigs the whole time, their camphor tang sitting on the back of my tongue every time I exhaled... nasty beasts. I'll mess with the water tomorrow.
I also planted a bed of sweet corn for
the_ogre in the isolation plot. It should be ready by the time I go back to school in late September... the challenge will be getting it over to the peninsula once I've started my five-days-a-week schedule. I'm sure we'll figure something out. :)The season isn't over yet. Maybe the window for tomatoes is past, but I bought summer squash and (more) okra seed, and the bed is already dug for the cukes, ready for amending. I should talk to the new brewmaster about when I can pick up mash.
The sacrificial beans are not dying. I appear to have inherited the pathologist's imp of the perverse.
