Thursday, March 26, 2009

Early Spring Garden


Last weekend Aaron Reuben and I helped the Cummings plant an early spring garden. By late afternoon we had cleared the ground, turned over the soil, weeded, visited the hardware store and were finally ready to plant. 

Joel came out to help with the planting. As we were finishing up, he looked suspiciously at one of the dozen of plants he had just put in the soil and asked, "Just what sort of plant is this?" 
Aaron looked over and told him, "Swiss Chard" 
Joel: Uhk, well, at least Mom will like it. What about that stuff?
Aaron: Cabbage.
Joel (somewhat incredulous): Cabbage!? Ihk. And those rows?
Aaron: Turnips.
Joel: What? Don't you have any, you know, other, good plants? Maybe some fruit?
Aaron: Those over there will be peas. 
Joel (not impressed): Hmph. 
And from the look on his face he was thinking: This was a total waste of time.

Since the weather is still so unpredictable, if what we were planting had any chance of surviving it had to be the cold weather crops. But Joel isn't the only person who has his reservations about Nordic vegetation. That's why both Aaron and I really enjoyed this Slate article about what to do with such ruffage

4 comments:

Celeste Elaine said...

I loved the article, Katy. It makes me think of every time I go into the produce section and hear mom saying, "collard greens!"

At least I do love Swiss Chard... and cabbage... and turnips. Call me crazy, but I can't wait to get home.

Melinda said...

Haha I can just hear Joel saying that.

Megan said...

Katy--I was just telling the nursery leaders in our ward about your incredible nursery blog and how helpful it would be to them. It's gone!!! You got rid of the nursery blog! It was so good! So, now I'm hoping you are called as the new nursery leader in your ward, so I can once again be entertained and enlightened by nocrynursery.blogspot.com.
You're a great writer,
quite talented.

merilee said...

Loved the article, especially the comments by Mark Bittman. Can't wait for those turnips to produce!

Merilee