Even with all the whining and moaning and groaning, I still felt pretty good this morning when I surveyed the garden. I felt even better when I awoke to the sound of rain. It was a light shower, but I'll take it. The forecast for the rest of the week is chance of rain/thunderstorm/showers every day and night. My lettuce will be happy.
The previous owners of my house apparently were into collecting tires of all sizes and sorts (among other flotsam and jetsam that I am still unearthing). I have adapted the old adage - "When handed tires, make planters". The Hillbilly Garden Grows! Since my original 'tires' for flowers are now filled with potatoes, I built on another section (read: less lawn) and planted Cosmos, Zinnias and the empty planter is now filled with sunflowers, as of this morning. And, since I was on a roll, I seeded Nasturtiums and more Cosmos around the plants.
New in the greens bed this year is a beautiful, peppery mustard green. Since the snails, slugs and creepy-crawlies seem to have a leg(less) up on me this spring, I have dusted the bed liberally with DE. I hope to eat more of my greens than they do.
My horseradish flourishes - and I discovered that the leaves smell faintly of horseradish, too.
The weekend wasn't all planting. I also hauled out my treasured tobacco cloth and draped it over my currants - there is plenty of fruit, but the goshdarn birds are even eating the green ones this spring! A PVC frame is in the works to hold the cloth further off the bushes and to incorporate the blueberries to the right.