About this time of year I begin to get antsy about my yard. I plan and diagram, browse and plan, envision and delight…right, right, you get it. On the first real warm day (well not for real warm because 80 is just barely hitting warm in my mind) I bound into my yard like a prepubescent teen set free from study hall when, SCREEEECH, the glee flees as I am confronted with the vestiges of last years leftover plantings, a brand new sprightly crop of weeds, and the realization that there are hours of work ahead of me. Every year I kick myself for not doing a better job with the end of season prep that would make light work for the year ahead.
Well, not this year! ~ Confession: I did not prep for this year at all, but I have a plan. ~ Let’s pretend to be time travelers and take a look back at the fall. Normally by the end of the season my garden is chock full of weeds, I’m tired of eating cucumbers, it’s starting to get cold and I just don’t want to…well, want to anything actually. So, I do my normal nominal amount of work and tell myself I did the best I can and shut the door. My pathetic routine has gotten to the point that this year I had planned to use EarthBoxes and plant a pollinator garden instead, but thanks to a great little blurb on raised garden beds I’ve decided to give it another try.
~ Another confession: I keep lots of stuff for absolutely no reason, but every now and then I get to say I told you so. ~ I’ve been dying for a yard that feels like an adventure. I think it is the college sculpting major in me that believes everything should be an art gallery and around every corner should be a bit of serendipity. I’ve made some small advances, but this year instead of being garden focused, I’m being art focused which will hopefully bring the fun back to my yard.
The first step in the plan is to acknowledge that I am a lazy gardener not a master gardener, and that we are a family of four hence I should not grow enough to feed the neighborhood. Yes, it is nice to share, but when you eat swiss chard every day for a month because you hate waste, things are a bit out of control. Second, be aware of how much time I have to spare. In past years I’ve planned a space that required a lot of upkeep when I’ve know that I would be traveling 50% of the summer. Stupid! My partner loves me, but he does not want to spend his summer watering my struggling garden plot. Last, accept what happens and remember I’m not mother nature. Nature happens and there ain’t nothing you can do about it. Bugs, blight and adverse weather are real things. There are ways to combat and fix, but it won’t always work.
Looking for some great garden ideas? Check out my Pinterest board. Here’s to happy gardening y’all!