Advice from an Inept Gardener
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What I didn't know could fill a library!
My first serious attempts at gardening, with the support of an understanding husband, were laughable. I didn’t even know how much I didn’t know!
Starting out with surgical gloves protecting my hands which were then inserted into gardening gloves, I planted a little of this and a little of that. All pretties, no edibles. (When I was a child I planted radishes. One grew. My father plucked it out of the ground and ate it on the spot. I was sure I’d never plant veggies again. Now I grow tomatoes, red bell peppers, and basil. Yes, I’m half-Italian.)
Before long, my hands were covered in dirt, and my husband was taking pictures of them encrusted to prove to our friends that dirt didn’t actually kill me. Since that time, nearly ten years ago, I’ve learned a few things
ONE
Anyone can grow a garden n Louisiana.
The problem is not having plants come up; the problem is controlling them once they do.
How one seed could become a jungle I’ll never know.
If you don’t think you can grow anything, move to Louisiana. And don't call me with your excess zucchini.
TWO
Annuals are not so named because they come up annually. Perennials come up annually. Go figure.
THREE
The terms annual and perennial have absolutely no meaning.
Depending on climate, annuals may think they are perennials and vice versa.
I know, it doesn't make sense to me, either.
FOUR
If you grow four o’clocks, when winter comes people are not throwing chicken bones in your yard.
My first winter in Louisiana I thought, “What kind of people are these?” when I found my yard littered with what I thought were chicken bones.
They were actually the broken down branches of four o’clocks, which resemble chicken bones because of their “joints.”
FIVE
Nearly everything that grows in Louisiana will grow in Mississippi, even if you have very sandy soil.
It’s important to remember that this rule applies especially to weeds, the stowaways of transplantation. And this bit about weeds applies to all transplants no matter from where, to where.
SIX
Gardeners can grow anything, once they know what they can grow.
After that, that’s all they plant, guaranteeing success.
SEVEN
Plants that grow in the flatlands of Louisiana are not necessarily going to grow in the mountains of Western North Carolina.
Also, it may seem like a great idea to gift your Louisianan friends with the rhododendrons that grow with abandon in North Carolina when you go home to visit; too bad they can’t survive that hot, wet climate.
EIGHT
Glass and ceramic planters can not over-winter outdoors.
Frozen rain and snow, due to the law of physics, will cause them to break in spectacular patterns.
NINE
Whenever you think it’s spring, and it’s a good time to put the plants that have over-wintered indoors out and to plant your tomatoes, there will be a killing frost.
Every year.
No matter how late you put the plants out.
TEN
Seed packets are lies. Small plants grow tall and need support; lush plants don’t grow at all. (However, gardeners are delighted when the following year, the plants do sprout).
Anything that’s guaranteed to grow in the shade won’t;
anything that is guaranteed to grow abundantly doesn’t.
ELEVEN
TWELVE
Any weed that produces a flower is a desirable plant and should be encouraged, not pulled.
One dandelion is a weed, a thousand dandelions is a garden.
THIRTEEN
FOURTEEN
No matter how the garden turns out, the best defense is, “I planned it this way.”
How amazingly different it is to garden in the South. Here in the Great Lakes things are enormously different. First of all, we crouch all spring long, waiting for the time when they really mean it when they say "frost danger is past." They could be lying--and I've seen the damage done.
There is a definite meaning to annual and perennial. Annuals die. Perennials come back each year. There's no fudging the issue here. We have cold winters and the do their dirty work pretty efficiently.
You can bring me your extra zucchini.
While we have an extravagantly rich growing season, it is short, so you see people in May working like mad to get those tomatoes in. My husband scared the gardener off and the weeds have choked out many of my nicer flower perennials. I don't know if my garden can recover, because I am not strong enough to pull this stuff myself. The roses pretty much take care of themselves, but everything ls rush rush, rush.
I, in my desire not to spend my weekends in slavery, have relied more and more on container gardening. The pots are easier to deal with and look nicer.
I will never plant hostas, never, never, never. They are the chicken's way out, along with: impatiens, rows of marigolds (some are okay), and that rather silly plant called "dusty miller." I am firmly against anything that looks too cute and tidy, planted in fussy little rows and bought at the supermarket on sale. Bring out your Delphinium, your echinacea, your cosmos in other colors besides blue. Go for those big, big begonias. Do something different. Here in the Midwest, summer is a lark that happens once a year and does not last forever. It's a shame to waste it on petunias.









CASE1WORKER Level 6 Commenter 2 years ago
lovely from one inept gardener to the other- just had my man in to get rid of the weeds- again!!