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Volunteer garlic growing after 15 years abandoned

I happened to notice the seed heads of some garlic growing in the brush.  Wow!

This garlic must have been planted over 15 years ago; it’s growing on the site of an old garden.  The chives also survived here, in fine form.

I dug some of it up to divide and plant properly this year.  Whatever variety it is, it’s hardy and persistent, and perfectly adapted to our location.

The bulbs are very small- very very small, but they are proper little bulbs, with tiny little cloves.

Answering the question:  What happens if you just leave the garlic in the ground?

It is very crowded, and grows very small.

It will be interesting to see how big they get next year in a cultivated site without competition.  Hopefully the year after will see them to full size.

How to get the garlic in the dog.

Sure, raw garlic is a natural alternative for deworming.  But how to get it in the dog?

I have the answer.  A raw perogy (thawed out).

Chop a big clove of garlic, open the doughy perogy, stuff in the garlic and reseal it, then smear some egg yolk all over it .  Hand this pallid, slimy delicacy to dog just before his normal breakfast (that way he’s super hungry and has an ample chaser).  Zsuuuppp, down it goes, with enthusiasm.

I guess a smaller dog would need some perogy adaptation.

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Worms!?!
UH, OH!
UH, OH!

Winter Rye

Sowed winter rye on all the beds that are getting it today.  It could have been earlier, but I think still ok.  It was strangely blissful.

Clearing the beds of all weeds, casting the grains, sprinkling them with dirt to cover.

The soil looks really good, full of worms, nicely friable.  I’m sure happy we dug so many beds this spring.  Now the beds are about one third in rye, one third in heavy mulch, and four beds will be in garlic in a couple weeks time.

 

My first garlic

Very exciting!  One respectable garlic bulb.  Most of my garlic failed because I planted it far too deep (I don’t know where I thought I heard that it was supposed to go a foot deep), and I planted most of it in the garden that was under water in the early spring.

However, the garlic planted outside of the floodplain did ok.  This fall, I’ll dedicate this year’s kale plot to all garlic.

Here’s my garden, flourishing away, with the scarlet runners just reaching the top of their trellis made of screen doors.  It’s gratifyingly green. Unfortunately, none of my pics were in focus, but my new terrace is now shown with three sections complete.

This year the opposite things are thriving from last year.  Like the beans.  Beans are thriving, and they utterly failed last year.  My watermelons have all expired this year, while the underground onions, squash, and kale are doing great, also in contrast to last year.  On the other hand, the beets and carrots are less than impressive, and neither zucchini nor cucumber are appearing at all.  Only the tomatoes, peas, and pole beans are business as usual.

Mulch rules!

All that garden, and I can “weed” it in minutes, the first time I’ve weeded at all since planting almost a month ago.  By weeding I mean pluck out the few visible wisps of grass seeded by the hay, and only where the mulch is too thin.  So I spent more time piling on more hay.  It’s melting fast into the ground.

I planted garlic far too late.  About six months too late.  I had these luscious heads from West Coast Seeds that were delivered last September.  But I was moving last September, so I took them with me, and we didn’t move in here until spring, and then built the garden late, so I end up guiltily contemplating these heads of garlic in June.  It seems a shabby way to treat  six beautiful heads of Russian heritage garlic.  I rationalized that they spent the winter in temperature uncontrolled storage, so they definitely froze, and they’ve been in the dark, and they certainly won’t be any good next year.  Some of them were trying to grow, in that way that onions forgotten in the crisper do.  So I planted them, deep.  All over through the tomatoes.  It looks like a gopher was punching holes in the mattress of mulch.  I figure, we’ll never know if they’ll work or not without trying.  Sure enough, the more advanced cloves are already punching through.

I love the way there are so many types of green.  Celery green, bean green, pea green, garlic scape green, squash leaf green, corn green, and tomatoes hold multitudinous greens just among themselves.

Since it’s all a giant experiment, I’m interested in observing what does well in the clay and manure soil I concocted.  So far, potatoes are flourishing, and beans are the happiest of all.  Peas are coming well, and the squashes are ok.  The seed lettuce is struggling, which I didn’t expect, while the lettuce from starts is generally just fine, red romaine much happier than the leaf lettuces.  The carrots are really showing poorly, spinach even worse, and the tomatoes are expressing their displeasure, although still growing.  All else is average.

I spoke too soon about the internet.  It lasted four days, and then- kaput!  Lost to the unsolvable snow leopard glitch.