Here are my mea culpas for the 2009 gardening season. They aren\’t much different from the 2008 ones, and I don\’t hold much hope for the 2010 ones, but here goes:
I didn\’t tuck in the plastic mulch that was peeking out from under the pine mulch in the landscaped areas around the front of the house. It looked sloppy and unsightly and reminded me of the days when slips were wont to show under skirts. Mercifully, the snow has covered everything for the moment—kind of like putting on a coat to hide that hanging slip.
I didn\’t thin the apple mint, the spear mint, the orange mint or the lemon balm. Next year, they may take over the entire property. It will smell good, though.
I didn\’t wrap a burlap coat around the little Japanese maple, thus leaving it vulnerable to cold, wind, and deer.
I didn\’t put the plastic spiral wraps on the trunks of the baby apple trees, thus leaving them vulnerable to rabbits and who knows what else that will dine on their bark one of these nights while I\’m asleep.
I didn\’t spread the extra compost that we dumped out on the field. The snow has covered that as well.
I didn\’t harvest the last of the chard, although if I dug around I might still find some under the snow.
Ditto for the kale, which is still sticking up bravely through the snow, like miniature palm trees sticking out of desert sand. I should crash my way through the ice-crusted snow to the garden and see if it is still usable. I read somewhere that heavy frost makes kale sweeter. If so, our kale should be pure sugar by now.
I didn\’t sell the baby goats, Alpha and Omega. They are getting big and taking up a lot of space and drinking milk that they no longer need. They are adorable, but I need to find them a home asap. Placing them in a caring home far outweighs my desire to get a price commensurate with their impressive dairy pedigrees. Perhaps I need to pray to Saint Isidore, patron saint of farmers, to help me find them a family.