Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle shells
And pretty maids all in a row.
Well, ok, I’m not really talking about Mary Tudor, as in “Bloody Mary,” Queen Mary 1 of England.
I’m talking about my garden, and the growing thereof.
I counted it up, and the total of things planted was 28:
|Parsley, tripled curled|
I made a chart and have determined that the doves got a lot of the seeds. There is basically nothing in my vine garden, so that means replanting watermelon, cucumber, pumpkin and cantaloupe, although there is now one stray seedling of something popping up.
My corn continues to sprout, but initially it looks like the doves got at least 1/2 of the seeds. I am trying to determine if I should wait to replant for a few more weeks. I think that at the very least, I am going to start some seedlings inside and then transplant outside once they are bigger.
While the garden area is no where close to being done, for the time being, it’s good enough. I have pulled hunny away from garden escapades to work on the chicken tractor, which is nearly done. He still has the drip system to get out there, and it seems we have effectively gotten the dogs to stay out.
The plastic bags seems to be working out ok, but I think getting rid of the feeder was the biggest help. We’ve been able to shoo away the doves when they get in the garden for the most part, although I have no idea what is going on while we are sleeping. I think the new few days will have some additional planting. In case if you haven’t read my struggle with birds in the garden, read Garden Pests and This Means War! (Garden Pests #2) for the background information.
I have been spending a large portion of my time preparing for chicks. I am going to be extremely bummed if they are gone by the time I get there when they open on Friday morning. I have a back-up plan in mind, but I will say that won’t be nearly as fun. I also expect to post about the chicks once they are here, so stay tuned!