Saturday was lovely. I worked in the yard and napped, worked in the yard and napped, and worked in the yard some more and napped some more. It was a wonderful day and I felt like I got a caught up on my sleep.
Sunday was another incredible day. After church and a church gathering following the service, I headed over to the home of some friends of mine and planted a few black raspberry canes on the alley side of their back fence. The canes had already developed some leaves, and I hope that they will take and produce for them. The birds have dropped the seeds all over my yard – including quite a number in a fairly shaded area that probably won’t allow for fruit to develop – so I decided to share these with a few friends.
When I had finished planting the canes, I began to dig up some heavy grass to make room for a small (2′ x 8′) garden in their small back yard. I got about a third of it dug up and I decided I was done for the day. So I kicked back and had a few beers before the fourth of our group arrived from his place not far away and we all had a lovely meal outside.
After we were happily fed, we sat down with our calendars and planned the planting of our new garden at my house. We set a date for planting, two dates for food preservation, other work days and a birthday party in June. It is amazing how busy all of our schedules have become over the past number of years.
One of the three will be coming over this Thursday to transplant the tomatoes from the seeding area into larger pots. I’m not entirely sure where in my sunroom I will put them at the moment. I also hope to fill my raised bed with soil by Thursday so we can plant a few cold weather crops. I realize it is pretty early to plant for St. Louis, but it has been unseasonably warm this year already, and I figured it couldn’t hurt to go ahead and plant a few dozen seeds now.
After the garden is planted, weekly, one to three of them will come over and help water and weed. As food develops, they will take it back into the city with them to share with the ones who didn’t make it out to the “burbs” during the week, and on Sunday when I trek into the city for church, I will probably transport additional goodies until the weather gets too hot for them to sit in the car for an hour or two.
I have the room in my back yard for a decent sized garden, others in the group are very into canning and cooking. We all have something to contribute to the group – some overlap, some do not – and when all is said and done, we have a plan that takes us from early seed germination to the final canning, freezing and preparing of what will come out of the ground.