I watched a fly poop on this leaf then fly away. Huh!... |
Sporadically updated blog, mostly about my [organic] gardening and composting efforts with the occasional random, alcohol inspired thought or rant.
Sunday, August 19, 2012
Monday, August 13, 2012
The greatest compost manager that has ever lived
... at 350 N. Maplewood St., Orange, CA 92866
My recent compost adjustment has resulted in a SHATTERING of my previous puny record of 164° to a new high of 168°!
A strange emotion has swept over me... a feeling of emptiness or a pit that can never be filled - now that I have achieved the highest levels of supreme excellence, what else is there?
My recent compost adjustment has resulted in a SHATTERING of my previous puny record of 164° to a new high of 168°!
A strange emotion has swept over me... a feeling of emptiness or a pit that can never be filled - now that I have achieved the highest levels of supreme excellence, what else is there?
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Spirit Crop - can you steal from the dead?
Family came over today for Dad's birthday. Nieces were slip-n-sliding on the lawn, dogs were chewing on each other's necks and adults were sipping my fresh squeezed Stoli screwdrivers.
Of course I grabbed oranges from my buddy Chris' house as per usual however today he wasn't home and his gate had a new padlock on it. Hmmm... Chris mentioned that his next door neighbor had recently passed (he was old) and that I could gain access from his back yard and hop the fence. On my return hop over I noticed a Spirit Crop - a few tomato plants and a chili that were, I hope, lovingly cared for while neighbor was still kicking but now looked terrible and neglected.
The key to extra sweet tomatoes is stress by water reduction (the plant focuses energy on fruit production because it thinks it's dying - you get to play god) and these things looked hella stressed! Long story short I nervously pilfered everything that was ripe or even a little overripe, added to my oranges and got the fuck out of there before lightning struck me down!
Of course I grabbed oranges from my buddy Chris' house as per usual however today he wasn't home and his gate had a new padlock on it. Hmmm... Chris mentioned that his next door neighbor had recently passed (he was old) and that I could gain access from his back yard and hop the fence. On my return hop over I noticed a Spirit Crop - a few tomato plants and a chili that were, I hope, lovingly cared for while neighbor was still kicking but now looked terrible and neglected.
The key to extra sweet tomatoes is stress by water reduction (the plant focuses energy on fruit production because it thinks it's dying - you get to play god) and these things looked hella stressed! Long story short I nervously pilfered everything that was ripe or even a little overripe, added to my oranges and got the fuck out of there before lightning struck me down!
Saturday, August 11, 2012
I expected more in a week
3rd corn crop this season - third times the charm |
I love amazon and blue stripe 1/4" emitter line |
This was a chewed up, leafless stem last week (check older post). It bounced back well! |
I just lost interest in writing anymore, I'm tired and have to get up early.
Red Noodle beans |
This is one of the sickly looking tomatoes that Seanna planted when she was here. After some manure and fish emulsion they are responding well |
Sunday, August 05, 2012
Stupid huge compost pile
Lots of different things taken care of today, best of all was getting caught up on my composting. All ingredients I've stored up over the past few months have been shredded, mixed and in the pile. I broke my rake I've had for years and drove to the store and found the exact model for $7.59 - sold. Installed another section of trellis and sowed a run of red noodle and fortex poll beans. I also sowed a row of bush beans on each side of the poll beans as an experiment.
Re-sowed the areas that haven't emerged yet and cut some PVC collars for seedlings that are being targetted by pests - If this is effective then it's a nice little method to keep the bugs off. Problem is you can't install these until the seedlings are a certain height or else you'll make them leggy which is a whole new problem. It's also tempting to drive the collars down into the soil but that will shear off the roots or at a minimum damage them. I'm leaving them floating to see how it works out.
Bean seedling that was devoured last night. I want to see if it will fight back and send out some leaves |
Cool spider hanging out on my glasses |
Saturday, August 04, 2012
Pray for my kidneys
I've consumed a very large amount of alcohol in the past 36 hours and there's another storm on the horizon! It started Yesterday with (now probably played out) fresh squeezed screwdrivers and Chris Huber. I think. Yes, it was yesterday and Chris arrived with oranges and the oranges met the vodka and away we go. WTF does this have to do with vegetables, farms, composting, etc.? - nothing, but I want to talk about it.
So we had 3 rounds at my house, then to the kitchen where we finished off the last of the 1942. Now we're feeling good. Kevin is dispatched to my parents house where a plan is forming to watch Flight 666 with my dad. So Chris, Kevin and myself descending on my parents house to drink more and watch an Iron Maiden documentary. Luckily my Dad pulls the plug on the plan so we adjust to have dinner at the circle and more drinks. We get to Citrus City Grill and there is a 30 minute wait. Name in, off to the bar next door to kill time. Two more beers, actually they were my first but whatever. Back to the restaurant where over the course of our nice ambiguously gay mandinner I slurp down two martinis. We leave and have a quick detour by the barber shop for another beer (long story) then off to the Pump Room for a few more. That was Friday.
Now today I wake up with a hangover that would kill a small child, hell it would kill an adolescent in some countries. It's serious and I decide to drink through it rather than suffer the nausea and headache of a stage 5 hangover. Blueberry bagel extra toasted with extra jalpeno cream cheese and a medium americano with 4 shots later and I'm feeling 73% human and ready to get dressed and brush my teeth. And drink.
Screwdrivers (<-- plural) give way to a near-frantic desire to have friends come over and destroy their perfectly good Saturday with me. Several well crafted texts designed to temp, guilt and beg later and Kevin Anne and Emma are en route! Anne only had one drink and was the designated driver but Kevin and I put the hurt on, again.
BTW, if that "baby pen" looks familiar?... maybe cause it is!
I want to hang out at my parents house tonight, I like 'em, they're cool and don't forget my Dad has an Iron Maiden documentary. Kevin and Anne ("K&A") get the boot, my teeth get brushed and I inexplicably pair a nice shirt with my absolute shittiest pair of jeans and set course for parents house. Movie was rad, scotch was good, Chui hung out with my Mom while she did needle point, my Dad made his famous popcorn and my great day wrapped up with a perfect relaxing night with Mom and Dad.
No farm work was done Today, NONE.
So we had 3 rounds at my house, then to the kitchen where we finished off the last of the 1942. Now we're feeling good. Kevin is dispatched to my parents house where a plan is forming to watch Flight 666 with my dad. So Chris, Kevin and myself descending on my parents house to drink more and watch an Iron Maiden documentary. Luckily my Dad pulls the plug on the plan so we adjust to have dinner at the circle and more drinks. We get to Citrus City Grill and there is a 30 minute wait. Name in, off to the bar next door to kill time. Two more beers, actually they were my first but whatever. Back to the restaurant where over the course of our nice ambiguously gay mandinner I slurp down two martinis. We leave and have a quick detour by the barber shop for another beer (long story) then off to the Pump Room for a few more. That was Friday.
Best baby I've ever encountered and I've encountered... well, like 4 babies |
Screwdrivers (<-- plural) give way to a near-frantic desire to have friends come over and destroy their perfectly good Saturday with me. Several well crafted texts designed to temp, guilt and beg later and Kevin Anne and Emma are en route! Anne only had one drink and was the designated driver but Kevin and I put the hurt on, again.
BTW, if that "baby pen" looks familiar?... maybe cause it is!
I want to hang out at my parents house tonight, I like 'em, they're cool and don't forget my Dad has an Iron Maiden documentary. Kevin and Anne ("K&A") get the boot, my teeth get brushed and I inexplicably pair a nice shirt with my absolute shittiest pair of jeans and set course for parents house. Movie was rad, scotch was good, Chui hung out with my Mom while she did needle point, my Dad made his famous popcorn and my great day wrapped up with a perfect relaxing night with Mom and Dad.
No farm work was done Today, NONE.
Thursday, August 02, 2012
Amendment experiment
Bag-an-a-half of steer manure blend before being cultivated into the soil |
This is one of the better looking tomatoes of the suffering bunch, I'm experimenting to see if the problem is nutrients/soil fertility |
While I was in the sowing mode I dropped some zuccini and summer squash seeds into EW4, just a rough job as this is about the absolute latest you can start those guys. If it works it works, if not then no big deal as the seed will be shot by next summer anyway.
I can't believe how fast the Red Noodle pole beans have emerged! I'm not sure, but I think I sowed those seeds last Sunday with Ben and they emerged by Tuesday - 3 days, that's awesome. Wednesday I will succession sow another set of bush and pole beans, then again 10 days after that.
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