Thursday, May 26, 2011

The First of Three New Gardens - The Generator Garden

It started out like this:

Frank, where's the rake?  You didn't put it back where it belongs.
Sorry, Wendy.  Check around the other side of the garage.

And there it all went to hell in a hand basket.

The Generator Garden - Right
The Generator Garden - Center
I don't know why I haven't walked around my entire house.  Well, actually, maybe I do know.  I knew all the trash was going somewhere and I wanted to continue to live in denial and pretend it wasn't happening "over there".

As a result, I have found three new gardens who have yet to learn that they are gardens.

The first one is my Generator Garden.  Hey!  I've got a generator there and I don't know what else to call it.  This garden I have seen only up to the compost and digester bins.  (For those of you who don't know what a digester is, you can learn about it here.  I have the Green Cone and I love it.)

The Generator Garden - Left
It turns out the soil is quite lovely here.  Very loose and dark and rich.  Look at how happy the weeds are in this spot.

As I turned the corner I saw the offspring of the Abyss, and then halfway down the strip, I found what will no doubt be My Secret Garden.  The Secret Garden is definitely a few years out (two to three) as Frank will need to terrace this slope or something so that I can get down there without killing myself.  (More about these later.)

Right now, I'm just going to use the Generator Garden as a holding bed for the pass-alongs I've received until I figure out what to do with them.

Unlike most gardeners, I don't buy a single plant unless I know exactly where it's going to go.  But when someone GIVES me plants, I don't refuse just because they're going to be temporarily homeless. I plant them somewhere out of the way until I can find a good home for them.

What this will ultimately become is not yet clear in my mind, but the fact that I get full sun here and that I have the leaching benefits of the compost bin and digester lead me to think it will be vegetables.

My compost bin is making me nuts.  I have itty bitty gross worms (not earthworms) at the bottom and the whole thing needs to be turned over.  I'll be adding a second compost bin to my collection of Bins With Rotting Food soon enough as I don't think the bin I have now will be ready for another year.

Speaking of earthworms, I have not seen ONE SINGLE EARTHWORM in all the digging I've done.

Building a house is disruptive to the ecosystem.

I hope the worms will forgive me and come back soon.


  1. I love the names of your gardens to be! You can definitely make good use of the generator space for vegetables. And a holding bed is ideal. It was the one thing I didn't do when parceling out all the raw space after the builder left here. I have gardens everywhere and seating areas and views and plantings, but no good place for a holding bed. Wish I'd thought of it in advance!

  2. Laurrie, I scope out seating before I begin anything. The view of the generator may be attractive to some, but not to me. Now wait 'til you see the Propane Garden. That will make you swoon as only someone who has built from the ground up can. In my last home I had a holding bed. It was great... out of the way, good soil, good lighting, and it gave me a chance to see what the heck it was that people had given me. If nothing else, I'd at least like to see what color the BLOOMS are. God forbid I should plant that red (which I detest) next to a yellow (which screams McDonald's). I just wish I were further along. Patience, Wendy. Patience. It's what my mom keeps telling me.

  3. You are a mighty good gardener not to buy plants unless they have a spot. That's the way to do it. Not the way I do it but I'm getting better-albeit slowly. I'd call it a generator garden too. Great spot for new plants!

  4. Wendy you must have strong will to resist buying plants without having a specific spot for them. I usually end up with a plant grotto every year for homeless

  5. Racquel, it's precisely those grottos that make me cuckoo. I see folks buying gorgeous things and because they didn't really see it through at the store, they end up planting them in the oddest places at home. Sometimes, the things don't even make it into the ground and flats of annuals and perennials remain on the deck or patio until they finally die. Trust me, I see things that scream "TAKE ME HOME" but I resist the urge by simply asking my self, "Where the heck am I going to plant it?" I was so in awe of your tomato bounty-to-be that I had to go and figure out where you live. Virginia... nice climate, and you guys can grow crepe myrtles. Jealous!



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