This has been one of those days. I’ll keep it short and to the point. It all started in the garden. I had my morning walk through with my coffee in hand. I felt disappointed with a side of bummed. Our garden is much better than last year and is giving me kale and I harvested a ton of garlic, but it is stunted and taking forever. It has been a big learning curve with this land and soil. I have big hopes and dreams for next year but I honestly want to just till it all under and let it simmer for the remaining seasons.
I won’t. We are going to have an amazing potato harvest and maybe tomatoes.
I want to share this video. I have shared it so many times and I’m watching it right now for the 20th time. I just called Bali to stop at the Dollar store and bring us home a stack of notebooks. I want to take notes on all these gardening videos. It’s study time! Arjan wants to write, Sam wants to sketch and I need to journal and take notes.
This video is SO inspirational for anyone who has poor soil or even rock soil, or has a short growing season. We have clay soil and a short season. I need a green house of some sort to get an early start and we need to really, really amend the soil for the next growing season. I think for now I’ll work each patch after harvesting. I weeded the garden deeply this morning. Most of the greens bolted, the basil bolted, the strawberries aren’t thrilled in their spots and so on.
What needs to happen is some focused, daily time in that garden loving it, tilling it, adding, subtracting, weeding, mulching, planting, feeding and so on. Just like this woman in this video. She has skills! I want to be just like her!
Library books and notebooks are coming today and we are nerdy excited. Arjan wants to write about all his knowledge. He is bright and filled with facts and mummy can only handle so many hours of facts so I say, “write it all down!” Sam can’t write yet so he sketches out stories. I watched a favorite monk talk about journaling and decided to do it because I have a loop going these days. Journaling by hand should be interesting since I never write anything by hand anymore, I get hand cramps just writing out a check once a year.
I did some sewing while watching that gardening documentary over and over. I mended a favorite pair of peddle pusher stretch pants and Arjan’s backpack. It wasn’t pretty sewing but I’m getting better. It was sturdy sewing, I was proud of my improvements. It feels so productive to mend things. I saved $10 on saving the paints and maybe $20 on fixing the backpack instead of buying new stuff.
Also set the bread maker to work and made the morning honey wheat bread. Also made two quarts of soy milk. I used to guesstimate the cost of the bread and soy milk. It’s been a while but I figured the bread is about a dollar to make and a quart of soy milk is .25 cents. Bread in the store is an average of $3.99 or $4.99 for the organic (which I make). Soy milk is $2.99 to $3.99 for a quart. My cost for organic bread and soy milk; $1.25. In the health food store; $8.89. Savings of $7.73.
So, by mending and scratch cooking we saved $27.73. Hallalujah!
We did spend $10 on 10 notebooks at the Dollar store.
For those of you learning to garden, start small and master the soil and a few basics and then expand. We have a garden that is the size of a house we rented years ago. 860 square feet, give or take. We have clay soil and one of the gardeners in this area said it would take us a good three years to get the soil just so.
We need to start seeds inside next year. Those two months makes all the difference. Its mid July and I see no melon’s and my corn is stunted. I had big dreams of eating corn, tomatoes and melon all summer but that ain’t happening this year. How did the pioneers do it?! I know whom ever lived in this house some hundred years ago had a garden, they had to in order to survive. There was probably one dry goods store in this town and all you could get was flour, sugar, coffee, maybe beans and some canned goods. People had to grow food. It’s not rocket science…for most, for me it feels like it sometimes.