Saturday, September 28, 2013

Double-digging with a touch of Hugelkultur.

The fourth, 8-by-4 foot plot is finally existent.

After double-digging the other half, mixed with hugelkultur techniques, the last step of planting winter rye for a cover crop has been achieved.
 
Double-digging second half of 8-by-4 foot bed.
This fourth garden plot will enable us to practice rotating our vegetables, from legumes, to brassicas, to roots, to alliums, keeping pests and diseases at a minimal while strategically building soil nutrients.
 
The most beautiful thing is how simple this is. I mean just plain simple. If I think about it too much I quickly become confused. Monocropping, petroleum-based fertilizers, multi-million dollar profits at the expense of people’s overall well-being?
 
Straight confused.

At least we have the option still to garden. I suppose if your garden is large enough you may have Monsanto agents roaming nearby, planning a scheme to fill your fields with GMOs then sue you for everything you have. Or don’t have. I shouldn’t say that. Backspace.
 
Small logs and sticks from the neighbor's tree. The bottom
is in their yard, the top is over both yards. The white man
must have made no sense one bit to the Native Americans. In this
case, their yard is still on-site.
Coming around to having four plots feels like an accomplishment. This is the first year we stuck it through from the early beginnings - I believe we planted some peas and broccoli on Earth Day, April 21st - to the bitter end. It’s actually not bitter yet. Although 7am on a bicycle, even 8am on a riding lawnmower, may feel like it, we have a ways to go before it really hits freezing. October 13th, compared to last year.

But holy crap man! It’s a lot of work. And right now it’s giving me a reason to look forward to winter. Working the soil, planting the seeds, watering, observing on a daily basis, communicating, composting, harvesting, storing, sharing, preparing, cooking, eating, the process begins to feel like there is no beginning. Or end. All of a sudden – now - it just is.
 
Cover crops. A new process to learn.
And that’s all good. The goal set at the beginning of the year was to still have plants growing once the first frost comes. That goal has been accomplished in the brassica plot.

Another goal was to store, eat, or share all vegetables immediately once harvested. In the past, we would harvest and fall back into our habitual routines, neglecting the food we spent so much time to grow by letting it sit and rot. That goal, too, has been accomplished.

We added a third plot earlier this spring. Adding the fourth plot was yet another goal. Again, accomplished.

It’s a lot of work, yes. But it’s just too hard for me to let them decide the state of my own well-being.
 
Broadcasted winter rye over new fourth plot.
That state is simply in my own hands. And to a higher state of consciousness I would like to offer everything my hands are capable of grasping.

 

 

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