Thursday, July 2, 2009
All I Have to Do Now Is The Weeding
I bought a flat of cucumbers because mine from seed didn't seem to be doing much. I think the biggest problem with mine was the flat they were in was on the top shelf on my silly greenhouse when it was toppled by the wind. Many cucumbers perished that day and the remaining ones were grievously wounded, out of the whole flat only six remained. When I went out to plant the new ones, I notice that mine are going like gangbusters. Guess I'll be making lots of pickles and celery relish this year. If I have too much, I can always add a jar or two into my Christmas baskets. Homemade anything seems to be well-appreciated (except if given to a teenager, but the look of mortification and horror on their faces is a Christmas gift in itself.)
The corn is doing really well, it's about 8 - 10 inches high now. The zucchini and pumpkins have flowers and the zucchini already have little tiny baby zucs. The tomatoes I bought are budding, the ones I grew are doing well too. The ones I left in that embarrassing cold frame seem to be much bigger than the ones I transplanted.
So it is done and I'm happy about it. The war on weeds is going full blast and I'm hoping to get out today to pick the ripe strawberries. Gardening is the coolest thing :).
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Cold Frame Results
Last April I concocted a pretty sad looking cold frame just to see if it would work. It actually produced a bunch of tomato plants! Which is surprising because the design left a lot to be desired. There was way too much air circulation and things would dry out and I wasn't very good at remembering to water it. On top of that, the weeds also grew like, well weeds, and I wanted to wait before pulling anything so I didn't inadvertently pull tomato plants. So I'm figuring I had a lot more success than I had any right to. I am definitely going to do this again. In fact, I'm hoping to recruit teenage son, P, a pretty decent carpenter, to build me four nice, working, practical, cold frames this summer.
The tomatoes seemed to grow in clumps. At first, I thought I'd just leave them there to grow. Then I figured there wasn't enough room really, I had about 15 - 20 plants so I decided to transplant a few. It was difficult to separate the clumpy tomatoes' intertwining roots so I'm going to have to figure out if I will be able to remedy that. I'm thinking no, if I'm throwing the tomato waste in there in the fall, I don't see how I can avoid clumping. I smoothed and evened out everything as much as possible but I guess tomatoes like to grow together. Once I separated them, I planted them in the new garden I made. They are doing quite well there.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Busy Ceilidh
This morning I found Ceilidh putting the finishing touches on her nest. She's been building it for the last couple of days and I'm pretty sure she'll be having her kits shortly as in within the hour. What is cluing me in that the baby bunny arrival is imminent is how she is gathering the hay for the nest. After gathering the hay in her mouth she'll reach down and pull some fur. Usually when Ceilidh starts mixing the fur in with the hay, she's ready to kindle. She sort of weaves the hay and fur together and that is what I'll find covering the kits. Right underneath the kits it is all pure white fur and under that is nice, comfy hay bedding. She has a system and it really works well, she rarely looses a kit. Sure enough, as I puttered around, feeding and watering everyone else, I peeked over and found Ceilidh in the nest box cleaning a little squirmy pink mound that passes as a newborn in the rabbit world. Once she is all finished, I'll go investigate and see how many she had and if there are any stillborns, I'll remove them.
That's Chamomile sitting on top of the nest box. From the start, Chamomile, or Camy for short, supervised the whole operation from atop the nest box. She started watching a couple of days ago when Ceilidh started mucking around in the nest box. She seems very interested but she doesn't get in the way. Camy is a young doe I'm growing out to be part of my colony. I hope she is picking up tips and helpful hints from Ceilidh. I'm thinking young does in a colony will be more successful with first litters than single does in a cage sometimes are. I think it helps them to observe an experienced doe get ready for babies. Just another reason why I really like the indoor colony idea.
Monday, June 22, 2009
Little Bagel-Face
One of my Partridge Chantecler chicks ended up with a beak that doesn't line up right. Looks weird and because the beak isn't aligned, he has a cross-eyed look as well. Don named him "Twistee Creme" after a childhood soft ice cream treat he liked. I call him Bagel Face when no-one's around. Sometimes I'll notice the beak is almost perfectly aligned then there are times when it looks like the picture above.Sunday, June 21, 2009
Making a Lasagna Garden
The simplest way that I know of to connect the two is to make a lasagna garden. There's lots and lots of different ways to put together a lasagna garden. I have learnt there are few hard and fast rules. Everyone has their own method and ideas. I have never made the same lasagna garden twice, every one is made with whatever I have on hand. This one was put together with less layers than usual so we'll see how it does.
The first layer is newspaper that I roll up and put in a bin. Then I fill the bin with water. Apparently there is something in newspaper that kills the grass. I have found rolling up the newspaper makes it a lot easier to manage when it's wet, just take the edge and let it roll out and lay it down on the grass. The thickness of the newspaper is usually anywhere between three to six layers. I usually just use what ever the thickness of the paper is, no adding or taking away, just open up the paper, roll it and get on with my life. I don't sweat the petty stuff (and I don't pet the sweaty stuff). Newspaper seems to be the preferred medium but cardboard can also be used. I knew a couple that ran out of cardboard and newspaper but they had some old plywood hanging around. They drilled holes in that and laid it down. Seems to have worked fine. The first hard and fast rule is the first layer must be something that will prohibit the grass growing up through the lasagna garden as long as it's not plastic.
So I've laid out my newspaper and now I put on my second layer. The second layer is usually the stuff that will take the longest to break down so I used the 'mucking outs' (new homesteading word :)) of the chicken coop and the brooder. It's wood shavings and chicken dropping. This layer is generally the smelliest as well. I made the layer about 4 inches thick because that all the wood shavings I had. The thickness of my layers is directly dependant on how much I have. You'll notice that the shape is rather odd looking. That's because I didn't soak enough newspaper and ran out. By the time I soaked more paper, the ground and the paper laid out would be drying out would be a no-no. That's the second and last hard and fast rule, everything should be wet. So I decided that I'd do what I could for the time being. I knew I wouldn't complete the whole garden in one day anyhow. It's very rare I have 4 - 5 hours uninterrupted to do anything, except sleep and sometimes even that isn't a given. I'd get back to laying newspaper the next time I worked on it.
The next day, I soaked everything, laid down the rest of the newspaper and chicken shavings (that just sounds weird, like chickens know how to use razors and they need to) and put on the third layer. It's a mix of rabbit manure and dead leaves from last year. I mixed them together because I didn't have enough of the rabbit manure ( dang those worms, they eat it all). This layer is about 5 - 6 inches. It will break down fast and it doesn't need to be as composted as the higher layers.


Wednesday, June 17, 2009
More Room For The Chickens
Don has made the chicken pen larger again. He started planning to do this a while back and had stopped mowing the lawn in the area he was going to expand. The grass is nice and long and the chickens are having a grand time in there.
It was kind of funny, when we first opened up the area, the chickens came over and stood at the border of the old area. They kept looking at the new area but nobody was inclined to wander in. Chickens aren't generally the 'leap before you look' type. They like to look and discuss and think about it and discuss it a little more and then, hey, let's think about it some more. Mandelas was the first adventurer in and she just loved it. By the end of the day, most of the chickens had decided that it was worth checking out. They seem to like the old tree at the end of the pen.
Monday, June 15, 2009
Fifty Seven Pounds
I finally got around to harvesting my worm castings. I emptied both bins and combined them into the bigger bin with fresh bedding which was dead leaves that had been soaked in water then drained. I have an awful amount of worms and when they are all in the bottom rolled up in a ball as I removed the castings, it's pretty gross. Especially when I have to pick 'em up. Ew. I think I will go back to my original way of harvesting which was to gently dump the whole bin on a plastic sheet outside in the sun. When I got down to just the worms, I just slid them off the plastic into the nice cleaned bin. No touching involved. Pretty sweet. While a huge ball of worms is icky, the castings are pretty amazing. It really does look like earth, rich and dark with a, well, earthy sweet smell. It really shows that every creature, no matter how 'primitive' or insignificant, does have an important part to play in nature. Worms keep the ground healthy and plants flourish because of it.I filled up two feed bags about half way. I didn't want them too heavy. Just for fun, I weighed the bags. One was just over 25 pounds and the other topped 32 pounds. Fifty Seven pounds of worm castings. That's a lot, considering it is usually used in a 1 to 10 ratio. Like I have 570 pounds of earth/compost to mix the castings into. No worries, I will find a use for it all. If nothing more, I will use in the fall when I put the garden to bed.
