Tag: garden
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de-fence-strate
My Darling B has a garden in the back yard with a fence around it. As fences go, it’s pretty basic: a series of 4×4 posts set in the ground about four feet apart, with galvanized hardware cloth stapled to the outsides of the posts. The bottom edge of the hardware cloth is buried about Read.
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blister
Well, I thought I was ready to do a little yard work today, but I didn’t realize how literally true that would turn out to be. A little was all I could handle after blobbing out on the recliner all winter. My Darling B wanted the leaves from the front yard to turn them into Read.
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worms
The worms are here! The worms are here! Ew. The worms are here. But the instructions that came with the worms say that these little guys will stay in the composter if I keep a light on, because electricity is magic. Also, warm. The blob of worms I got came rolled up in some peat Read.
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late christmas
There was a big pile of boxes on the front stoop when we got home yesterday after work. It’s Late Christmas! The postman is Santa Claus! The biggest box was for both of us. It was, believe it or not, a worm farm. We compost most of our kitchen scraps so that My Darling B Read.
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tomatoes
Look into these eyes … Read.
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jammy
There are going to be so many raspberries in the back yard this summer! I went back to pull some weeds in the back corner of the yard where there used to be a stand of lilac bushes until I cut them all to the ground so My Darling B could enlarge her garden. There’s Read.
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fent
The garden fence is done. Well, mostly. I still want to replace the chicken wire on the gates, but the hard part’s done. No more bunnies eating up all our delicious yummy greens. Read.
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precip
Here’s how you make it rain: You dig up all the onions in your garden and lay them out to dry in the sun for a day or two. The amount of rain you get will be inversely proportional to how much tender loving care you have bestown upon your garden. When growing onions in Read.
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chipped
I just finished disposing of the Christmas tree. Yes, I know that Christmas was six months ago. No, it’s not a point of pride. I’m lazy, and I admit it. After the holidays were over and we all went back to our jobs, I threw the Christmas tree into a corner of the garden because Read.
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relief
A passing thunderstorm chased us all into the basement – me, My Darling B, and both cats – and though I made sure we had flashlights and candles down there with us, we didn’t have to use them. The lights flickered once or twice, but the power stayed on in spite of howling winds and Read.
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