Jilara (jilara) wrote,

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Gardening time!

The growing things have shut down well enough for the winter that I limbered up my chain saw, over the weekend. Took down some big branches, but I still need to do some serious trimming. A nice side effect is that I will have lots of firewood to take to living history events, camping, etc. The big branch, which has been stripped by the rats, will also furnish the fires, once it has a bit of season on it. Did serious pruning on the apple trees and roses, as well. But I still have to do something about the "jungle" on the side of the house, especially since it's so fascinating to Circe at night. I suspect there are rats running through the rose canes. (Banksia roses can throw 15-foot canes in a single season. Add in the jasmine vines, and it really is a jungle.)

I weed-whacked what wasn't a tree or shrub, including the giant bed or oregano (winter haircut!), and pulled out a lot of weeds by hand. Hmm, there are actually irises down under the matts of grass. I really need to dig and reset them before spring starts them growing. And dig out all the diseased roses, like the General Kliber moss rose, which has had maybe five blossoms in all its history, but is a host for every fungus on earth, and similarily dispatch the roses that have reverted to rootstock. (Dr. Huey is pretty, but I'd rather have a rose I intended to plant, thanks.)

I put some potato cuttings into boxes out by the compost pile, in hopes of new potatos in Dutch Yellow, Allblue, and Russian Banana. I was very annoyed that the rats had apparently stolen the Russian Banana sets that I had carefully placed in a container of damp earth in the toolshed. All I had for replenishing those was a single set that had escaped harvest, and magically appeared out of a pot of soil I was using to top up a planter I'd seeded with lettuce and turnips, after harvesting the last of the beets for Saturday dinner.

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