Everyone keeps saying this was not a good season to start a garden. I’m grateful for their reassurance that my newbie garden issues weren’t all my fault, but I’m even more grateful for my fig tree, which just kept going in spite of too much water, too little water, too hot, too cold, and an atmosphere of complete neglect.
As many of you may know, I tried a little bit of gardening this year. Unfortunately, due to moving, deployment, and a crippling anxiety about trying new things and failing spectacularly, my garden ended up being much smaller than originally intended. So to begin with, I have a small list of garden failings for the year. I should probably call them something more forgiving, but they feel like failures and you might as well call a duck a duck.
It’s been rain-central in the Pacific Northwest, so it’s hard to remember that it’s already June! While they’re a bit delayed, my plants definitely seem to realize that it’s supposed to be summer.
Last week, I built a potato condo. (Superman helped. He supervised. Har har.) A potato condo (sometimes called a potato box or a build-as-you-go box) is basically what it sounds like – a tall, vertical home for your potatoes.
