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I buy fertilizer…it’s what I do.

06/22/2015 by Holly

After a timely, long, and very helpful chat with The Wise One, the conclusion came down to this:

it was time to buy more fertilizer.

I don’t know why I should be surprised.  This is the theme of this season.

dead spot

So I drove to the store and said “do you have fertilizer?”

To which they said “yes, we sell fertilizer.”

To which I said “great, I’ll take it.”

“All of it?”

“Yes, pretty much.”

It was mostly like this.  I will spare you the details of the rest of the day.

another dead spot

But in case you’re curious here they are:

I cleaned up the two non-functioning rows–the onions (as onions everywhere said WE GOT HER) and the lettuces.  {I knew the lettuces were going to be a non-starter, but I had hoped by some miracle that they would catch on fast.  Then I got foiled by the nitrogen, and viola…nernt.}  So back to those dead spaces:  I added 1/2 inch of Black Kow, spread some fertilizer, and some acidifier.  I will be ordering some specific seed varieties {beans and peas that do well late in the season} that The Wise One recommended for those spots.

Everything else that was growing, if not limping along, got a dose of fertilizer and slow-release soil acidifier.  The peach tree and the blueberries got a dose of liquid soil acidifier that The Wise One said will acidify more quick-like.

Everything was again mulched with pine straw…except for that spot on the other side of the fence where David said “hey did you mulch that spot I asked you to like four weeks ago?”

Oops, I really did forget.

Yeeeeeah.

It’s because that side of the fence doesn’t grow cucumbers.

 

 

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I'm Holly from zone 7b.
My veggies grow above ground where the rabbits help themselves, and the flowers grow in ground where the children help themselves. Sometimes I wish I was a pioneer. Then I move the clothes from the washer to the dryer and think better of it.

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