Sometimes you just have to be patient to get what you want. It’s been a whole month since I last wrote about my new garden bed project. The work had come to a halt because of the rain, and because I needed my husband to build the frame. Now you could tell me that I could have done it myself, and that’s true. But he does it better, and that way I don’t have to hear his mouth about the bad job I did, so honestly, it’s better to just wait and let him do it. He’s had his hands full too with the recent snow storm that felled several trees on the property, and a new carport in the works as well. At the moment the box is just half full with leaf compost. Before the leaf compost was dumped in I spread a layer of kitchen compost beneath it, stuff like eggshells and coffee grinds, onion skins and other things that we don’t feed to the chickens.
So it was to the advantage of my garden plans, for him to construct my box for me, so that we had a good place to put the leaf compost getting in the way of the construction of his new fence. Next weekend I will fill my box up the rest of the way with the chicken dirt (that’s what I call the weekly combination of topsoil and chicken waste that the boys remove from the chicken coop.) I’ll stir all that up a little with my cultivator and/or hoe, and it will be good to go come spring time.
So what, you might be asking, do I plan to grow in that box? I’m going to plant some artichoke seeds in my kitchen window when I remove the parsley sprouts come March. If all goes according to my plan, I’ll be planting baby artichoke plants in my box by late April.