Before undertaking any major gardening project, you must first make sure you have a proper cat.
You know the kind. One who'll take a look at what you have planned...
...and give you some honest feedback.
Betsy, we're not done. Betsy? BET-sy. BETSY!
So I planted 42 (so far) lavender plants...by myself.
I've given up vegetable gardening. It's not that I really have anything against vegetables, but slicing up a tomato and putting some salt on it (fits the no more than three ingredient qualification ;-) is about as far as I go cooking.
Putting out and maintaining a vegetable garden is a lot of work. By the middle of the summer (or the first day of spring) I feel like shooting myself. And we don't eat what we're killing ourselves trying to grow. If you can't answer the question "Why do we have a garden?"...why DO you have a garden.
I'm good at flowers. I have flowers in planters, baskets, at the house, on the porch, in front of the wool house, a dye garden behind the wool house, around the green house, over top of the mail box and I even enjoy seeing geranium blooms in the winter in the house. I love flowers. We have a beautiful garden spot. It is now filled with flowers :-).
It took a herculean effort on Saint Tim's part to get the
Between the rows and around the edges I laid out some weed stopping (hopefully) old moving/shipping boxes, soaked them down with water and Tim covered them with mulch. A lot of mulch.
He hauled mulch and hauled mulch and hauled mulch.
And it looks awesome!
Lavender is a no brainer "crop" for us here. It looks good, the bees will love it, I can dry it for wool sachets...
And besides, the farmer's market is full of